Sunrise by the Ladon Bonfire: Van and Tanek
Van drank the drink Tanek passed him without looking at it, and as he swallowed the flat soda/whiskey, he made a face. “Oh yuck,” he hissed and tossed the rest out.
Somehow they didn’t fall off the log when Tanek moved and they ended in a laughing and relieved tight sort of embrace. “Fuck, I don’t know. Something about the, uh.” Van thought a moment, feeling like he was almost grasping what it was he was going to say, and then it was gone. “Fuck it.” He shrugged and chuckled. “We should go home. Wanna sleep in my room?” He wobbled to his feet and tugged Tanek with him. Gil might show up in his room, or he might be there already, but that was okay. They could all sleep together on his bed.