Snippet #2030216

A smile grows on his face hearing Mattew's response. The male never fails to amuse him, weather it be him drinking in a small group or just being out cold on the pavement. Each day is never ordinary not with Matthew Fair Around, which is why Caleb keeps him around so much. He just gives excitement into his life. At some point he seems to be envious of the male, just because he can be so energetic and spontaneous, unlike him who's quiet and dull. "Well try not to get too hurt if they turn you down, man." he smirks jokingly following after the male. "Remember, any action that comes after 'look what I can do' will not impress them."

He slumps himself over the counter as he watches his friend take the pill. He flicks his wrist, bringing the white watch up to his face. "Hmmm, twenty minutes I guess." He says calculating how much time it would take for him to get dressed, get Matthew sober--or at least out of his hang over-- and pick Autum up. "We need to drop by Autum first, then drive out to the party." But then again, would he have to wait until Autum would be ready? Would even be ready in time? Should he grab something to eat first or just head out? NO NO NO! Stop thinking about! He shakes his head, getting the controlling thoughts out. He needs to be more spontaneous more relax and not try to think so much about things.

It's surprising how the male can keep himself up after all the "get together's" he attends. He frowns not even remembering Matthew coming back home. "Maybe you shouldn't drink so much tonight. I don't want to end up bringing you to the hospital, and I sure as hell don't want to drag an unconscious Matt along the side walk." The corner of his lips curves upwards in a smirk. "We need a designated driver, and I've been driving your drunk corps for months. Isn't your turn to be the sober one?" This is actually just an excuse for the male to cut down on his drinking tonight. He already knows that he won't be drinking too much--just to be on the safe side; but who knows, Autum might want him to lay back a little bit.

"So it's decided, you're going to be sober tonight, and I'm going to be the drunk punk." With victorious smile he walks off into his room. He slips out of his clothes to put on a graphic shirt anddark jeans. He walks out to the small living room of their apartment, retrieves his leather jacket from the sofa, and slips on his shoes. He lays his head back waiting for Matthew.