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It was no surprise that Bodhi Hanley and Elzo Xanis would be friends.

They had similar habits with drinking, with ladies, and with merriment in general. Elzo was certainly the more outgoing of the pair, whereas Bo filled the sweeter side, but both boys had forged a charming bromance after repeated run-ins at various parties in Destiny City. After a few months, it had spilled into a friendship, including a weekly meet-up to drink and play videos games.

Bo, being the resident 21-year-old, supplied the booze. Elzo, being the resident game-aficianado, supplied the games.

Halfway through their 24-pack of hipster-elite Pabst Blue Ribbon, the two were already feeling much closer than before, a feeling that only grew when Bo turned to Elzo and shouted, "Let's shotgun the next one!" He pressed the tip of his key against the top of the can, cracked the pressure, and began to sloppily chug what would be his seventh beer in an already wonderful evening.

Two long streams of ice cold beer drained out from the corners of his mouth. Bo clapped his chin to catch them, but ended up just popping himself in the face. Ah well. He seemed unphased by it. The growing smile across his face caused bigger streams to pour. Bo tilted his head back until the can was empty. Then he tried to crush it on his head, failed, and so settled for chucking it at the recycling bin in the corner of the room.

"Own me!" Bo echoed, grinning sloppily. "You're gonna -- haha, wait, what?"

For as much as he boozed, Bo seemed to maintain a permanently low tolerance. It was a gift, and a curse. His eyes were already bleary from the booze, and if he wasn't already bad at the game, this would make it no better. He lifted the controller weakly and then dropped it. "I tap out, man. I. Tap. Out."

His hand flopped to the ground, landing on top of his cellphone. "OH, HEY!" he said loudly, sitting up. "I thought I lost this." A stubby thumbnail flipped the phone open. The battery was almost dead, but he scrolled through his contacts anyway, looking aimlessly. Then a name popped out to him. "I wanna text the girl I'm seeing..." he said, already hard at work mashing out some love-nothings onto the keypad. Bo saw a lot of girls, but he had accidentally entered into a sort-of relationship with Adira Perses.

When drunk, she was one of the first things on his mind. (Though, admittedly, the very first was always Serenade...)

Bo was a highly sensitive man. He was highly sensitive to when people were not themselves, or when there was any sort of dark vibes going on. So when Elzo's voice tipped with sadness, Bo registered that loud and clear.

He just had no intention of bringing it up and leading into a serious conversation.

At the mention of pizza, Bo craned to look at the almost-empty box on the coffee table. He fished out a slice of three cheese pizza and took a messy bite, getting a swash of red sauce across his chin and failing to notice it. Then he went back to composing his beautiful and heartfelt message to Adira, which was, at present:

ur pretyy

Blue eyes flashed over to Elzo as the shorter boy flopped onto his shoulder. "Nah, man, nah. Adira is a lady. I will do whatever she wants to, whenever she wants to." A hand waved away any supposed a**-only desires. Then he paused. "But it would be nice. It would be really, really nice." His brain bounced around from one thought to another before finally settling on, "Hey, why haven't I met this girl yet? Your girl. You seem pretty into her, like a boss, and I should meet her."