maraudings

((Backdated to first week of plague so Trey does not get to use James' blindness against him))


The night of drinking games had changed everything. There were certain things even arch nemesis couldn't get passed without a drink, or twenty to drown the memories away.

'The sooner they got this drinking session out of the way the better,' James thinks as he bangs on the door to Trey and Eric's house. In his other hand he holds a bottle of vodka to get them started while they choose their place to drink.