Being drunk was always fun. The morning after always sucked, and so did the taste of alcohol, but BEING drunk was fun.

Even more so when you had someone who acted like you when you were drunk.

Keegan Russ, your best friend, was just like you when you guys got drunk. He was very sassy man apocalypse. Mostly everyone on the team found it hilarious, with the exception of Bethany, who hated most everything you did, and very visibly showed it. She was just a pussy when it came to verbal or physical conflict.. despite in special forces.

She just didn’t find you funny. You didn’t care though. You were funny? Duh. You were the life of the party. Sober or drunk. Keegan and Morgan thought so too. It didn’t matter. And Keegan always matched your freak. That was why you guys were best friends. Morgan was a bit more introverted, but she had your back on anything.

Keegan was overly sassy, dramatic with his facial expressions, overly judgmental, and lacked a filter.. Just like you. To be fair, you had no filter regardless, but you were even more blunt when drunk— another reason why you didn’t drink often.

“Oohhhh shit, what you just say to mee?” Keegan spoke with a sassy tone, his eyebrows quirked up, his eyes half lidded, and a lazy smile on his lips while his hands held his glass filled with whiskey. You, Keegan, Brayden, Morgan, Bethany, and Luke were all in your large dark wood living room on the brown leather furniture.

“I saidddd your pissing me off. Starin’ and watching me and shit. Back up.” You retorted with a little slur, and equal amounts of sass. You had your glass half filled with brandy. Both of you guys had several glasses before.

“I’m across the room! I’m only staring because you look stupid maybe.. don’t flatter yourself.” Keegan spoke sassily, his top lip curled up a little in a mock look of disgust, and he shrugged one shoulder as if he was rolling it.