Jack noticed then the situation. He understood, and he could see it all unfold. He saw Alan stumble out from the beneath the bathroom sign, and he knew he was wasted. Jack was on his way too, maybe minutes from clear thinking, and they invited the girls. One of whom Alan was head over heels for.
He felt like he had to act fast before the thinking part of himself left. Aaron called them like before the last shot, so he had some time. There was no way Alan could sober up by then. Is this something that would give someone
the ick
or be endearing. Jack didn't have much time. He decided since he couldn't go left he had to go right. Then Alan could blame him, and he bought another round of shots. Picklebacks, he wanted to tell Alan just drink this, its like a self destruct button, tomorrow you can start all over. She drove out here to see you not us. Don't worry, just tonight you should leave it will seem mysterious, well say you went off with some people or something just go.
But instead he said "Her's my round boys Picklebacks!" And Alan threw up on his shoes.
