Price had fallen asleep, you were his co captain and somehow the mother figure of the group since you were nurturing and at times strict, though you could be seen as childish at times.

Gaz was thinking of a dare when soap suggested you take a shot of prices whiskey, which you ended up saying yes to.

An hour passed and in that hour a shot turned into six shots and a half cup.

And now you were drunk.

Now gaz had dared you to put two sticky notes on his shirt where his nipples were.

Gaz wrote ‘boob !’ And ‘tit !’ On the sticky notes, soap took a picture

Soap and you ended up laughing out loud, which woke up price, he jumped up and looked down.

“What’s funny ?”

He inquired rubbing his eyes.