"Joshieeeeeeee," Tyler said with a drunken giggle. "Put yo tongue back in yo mouthhhhh."

"These are my Christmas earrings," Josh said very loudly as if he couldn't hear himself. He was just as drunk as Tyler.

"So ya only get 'em once a year???"

"Twice a year," Josh said. "Valentine's Day and Christmas."

"But it's not Christmassssss," Tyler said. "Wait... is it? It's Christmas!!! It's Christmas!! Merry Christmas, Joshie!"

"Tyler," Dallon chuckled, calming his best friend down. "It's August."

"Take em out, Joshie!" Tyler then exclaimed.

Josh screamed fearfully and quickly took them out, handing them to Dallon. "Give these to the one you love and he'll love ya back."

"I'm married..." Dallon giggled. "To a girl..."

"SHE'LL LOVE YA BACK."

"She already lo- you know what? Thank you, Josh. I really appreciate being the one you chose to give the earrings."

"INDEED. YOU ARE NOW KING."

"Joshieeee, tongue in mouth!" Tyler exclaimed.

"My tongue is goin' in your mouth," Josh slurred, pulling Tyler in for a kiss.

Tyler kissed back sloppily. When he was sober, he hated when Josh kissed him like this. But when he was drunk, he really didn't know the difference.

"Did you know I'm marryin' you next month?" Josh yelled.

"Ya."

"That's cool."

"Ya."

And soon enough, the boys called an Uber and went back to their apartment, both throwing up a bit. It seemed to sober them.

"Every time we do this I'm reminded why we don't drink," Tyler groaned at the pounding in his head.

"That's why we only do it once a year," Josh said before throwing up in the toilet again.

"I'm gon' go to bed," Tyler yawned. "Come snuggle me when you're done pukin'. I'm never drinking again."

"Me neither," Josh said as he wiped his mouth, following Tyler to their shared bedroom and crawling into bed with him.

"Why'd you give your Christmas earrings away, though? I thought they were cute."

"Aww, shit. I gave them away?"

Tyler nodded.

"I'll just have to get another pair."