Pete sat— well, hanged off the side—of his beat up sofa, eyeing the tv screen as the blood rushed to his head. Actually, it was Andy’s couch, in Andy’s apartment. Pete just kinda unofficially lived there by now.
Beside him, Joe and Andy were screaming at each other over the sounds of Moo Moo Meadows’s theme. (Ha, Joe was totally in 11th place) They were all taking turns playing in duos since someone— cough, Patrick, broke the other two switch controllers by throwing them at the wall after getting hit with a third red shell in a row. Patrick still claims it was a reasonable response to any round of Mario Kart.
Speaking of, the earlier culprit now laid out on the floor next to the couch. His trucker hat was askew on his head; Did he ever go out without some cap on? It was still a mystery to this day.
As his head started to get more dizzy than his liking, Pete slid down the cushions to join Patrick. He flopped his head against Patrick’s leg and ignored the kick of protest from the dirty blond. Hey, it was better than lying on one of the various damp stains in the carpet.
Beside him, Joe and Andy were screaming at each other over the sounds of Moo Moo Meadows’s theme. (Ha, Joe was totally in 11th place) They were all taking turns playing in duos since someone— cough, Patrick, broke the other two switch controllers by throwing them at the wall after getting hit with a third red shell in a row. Patrick still claims it was a reasonable response to any round of Mario Kart.
Speaking of, the earlier culprit now laid out on the floor next to the couch. His trucker hat was askew on his head; Did he ever go out without some cap on? It was still a mystery to this day.
As his head started to get more dizzy than his liking, Pete slid down the cushions to join Patrick. He flopped his head against Patrick’s leg and ignored the kick of protest from the dirty blond. Hey, it was better than lying on one of the various damp stains in the carpet.