Ernie dropped to his knees and scooted over until he could cuddle with his mates. "I didn't bring you one because I fear for my virtue whenever you're sloshed," he joked, making certgain his drink didn't spill as he lay with his back against Justin's thighs and tossing his own legs over Susan's. "You're a right slut when you're drunk, we all know that."
He sipped from his fruity drink, nodding as Justin explained further. "So in other words, the usual," he teased, smiling at Justin. "I don't know what you're afraid of. I'd love to be in love, and get to have all the benefits that would be nice to have with shagging, though the shagging itself is quite nice." Ernie, however, had actually never been in love or anything close to it, and thus had a terribly romanticized notion of what it was.