Peter Francis Goulding (seethroughpete) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2012-07-28 19:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | brad, peter, rusty |
Sunday 8th September
Who:Peter, Rusty and Brad (oh my!)
Where: The BGH
When: Sunday evening
What: Frat boys are getting a high schooler drunk!
Rating: language?
Peter hadn't imagined he'd be socialising but apparently he'd talked himself into playing frisbee with the two frat boys. It was different here, and rather than feel like hiding he was brave enough to branch out. Since speaking to Brad he had been invited to play frisbee and eat Chinese. Rusty was a hoot, and had done several belly dances for them all around the field to distract them from catching the frisbee. Peter had actually had fun - he'd felt relaxed! And for once he didn't mind being himself around.
Now they were eating tons of Chinese and Peter happily sucked up some chow mein noodles, chuckling as Rusty called in glee from the kitchen. When the vodka, shot glasses and green bottle was placed on the coffee table in front of him, Peter almost choked. They didn't realise he was a high schooler. They thought he was older. Maybe that's why they liked him...
"DRINKS!" Rusty cried, giving a hearty laugh. "Our reward for a healthy workout. Take out and booze. I love this place. BRAD! Drink drink drink, my man!"