"And I'll be back when you're sober. Unless you plan on staying wasted forever?"

"Yes," Jeremy replied, pulling two bottles of beer out from seemingly nowhere. He sat down and popped open the first one, downing a quick chug.

"Michael makes an entrance!" Michael bursts through the doors, holding another bottle of beer. He stumbled down next to Jeremy and opened his can.

"Seriously what the fuck," the Squip said as he started to curse in different languages.

(idk what this even is -admin becca)