Who Brendan and William
What Hanging out around the house
Where Their house
When Tuesday night


It was one of the girls at the salon's birthday, so Brendan had taken his workers out for drinks after work, calling William to tell him he'd be home a little late. And he was, arriving home in a pleasantly tipsy sort of state, snickering over Trinket coming to sniff him, his hand rubbing at the dog's head in a pet before he went to tugging off his coat, stumbling a little. He got it hung up and headed towards the kitchen, a glass of water on his mind since he didn't want to be hung over at all, so was getting water into him.

He tripped over the door jam to the kitchen and snickered again before shuffling to the fridge to pull out the jug of water, getting a cup down and having a large drink, "Ooh, that's good," He said to himself, leaning to the counter and closing his eyes. He couldn't quite remember how many drinks he had had, but it was at least four. And when those four were large birthday margaritas, it took a toll on him.