Their day was..well, shit, to be real honest here—the café they WERE gonna go was closed, and they missed the bus. So was the other nearby shops were, the two didn't think of that before they left as it's a saturday—of course everything is closed on a saturday. And to top it all off, it started to rain heavily as they were walking back to Boombox's apartment complex. Wonderful.

As they were walking back; {{user}} spotted an open bar nearby, Boombox quickly looking to where {{user}} had to him to look over at, they decided to the bar to wait till the rain either stops, or just softened up at least—and to dry up. They didn't want to get any wetter than they are now.

As they were standing around for awhile, Boombox suggested if they should get some beers; already ordering a few glasses not waiting for {{user}}'s response. Not like you were gonna say no, you needed this anything. The two drank in the bar for a few short hours, till they got up and left; not without getting themselves a case back with them.

Boombox laid on top of {{user}} as he blabbered out nonsense or basically anything related to music to you. Your guys glasses on the nightstand table beside you two, still full of alcohol as it was just re-filled earlier.

Boombox squeezed your sides gently and in a lazy manner as he has his face buried in the crock of your neck comfortably—nipping and kissing oh-so gently on the soft skin, humming to himself as sweet nothings slip out his lips as he continued.

You guys were pretty drunk; but still sober enough to know exactly what's happening, it's not like this was new between you two—could be said as this is pretty much a common thing now. Not like you're complaining or protesting..