I was the first to wake up, and felt a little hung over. Brian looked at me, closed his eyes and giggled. Stephanie and I were trying out “being friends.” She said we were more like ‘brother and sister’ than ‘boyfriend and girlfriend.’ I miss the sex more than anything. Last night she made a move, but I was too drunk and hurt to act.
We all eventually sit up, wrapped in blankets telling stories. Brian said there was a family he went to school with whose mother and father were brother and sister. They had four or five children. The one in Brian’s class they called “Chicken Lips” because his teeth stuck straight out of his mouth, pushing his lips apart. We couldn’t stop laughing at the name.
Ryan appeared out of nowhere, wrapped in his blanket, and nonchalantly added, “Yeah, thanks a lot ‘Aunt-Uncle Mom-Dad'” and went into the bathroom.
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