The Wild One's

Dino swung the door leading into the apartment open, the inside doorknob lodging itself into the drywall without resistance. His two friends quickly turned to the opening of the small apartment to look at him, one with concern and the other with amusement, as it was only 7am and the flood gates of Dino's drunken rampage were fully open. Releasing the raging river on the other side.


"For fuck sake Dino, you can't just walk into my apartment like a normal fucking person?!" asked Frank sharply. Frank is usually patient with his friends, but he could tell that this particular night would be a trying time indeed.

"Normal?! psh! We're the wild ones dude. And it's about time you start remembering that fact" replied Dino, with a proud grin that he was currently wiping gin and orange juice from after taking a hefty drink out of his current red solo cup.

"He's got a point Frank. Let's pour some fucking shots and get the fuck out there, fuck some shit up, and have a good time." Tommy stated in a manner a little too casual. He then reached into the kitchen cabinet to pull out 3 shot glasses.


Dino pulled out his fifth of Seagram's extra dry gin to do shots.

"I'm not doing shot's of cheap piss dry gin.. Although I will have a gin and juice with ice"

Frank went for his bottle of fire ball and proceeded to pour them all shots.

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