We’re having bowls of Cinnamon Toast Crunch from my mother’s recent care package and talking about last night’s Mexican food and karaoke.
Sean: You do realize you paid for everyone’s karaoke last night, don’t you?
Eva: I did? Wait.
Sean: That was 4000 yen!
Eva: I did pay for everyone, didn’t I?
Sean: Why did you do that? You have no idea what you did, do you?
Eva: I’m not sure. I was pretty drunk. But, really, what is this custom where a person throws a party and expects her friends to pay for it? I’ve never liked that.
Sean: Hmm.
Eva: But like I said, I was pretty drunk. What did I have – a glass of sangria and 3 lime chu his?
Sean: Something like that.
{both, slurping their cereal}
Sean: You really were langers last night.
Eva: Okay, okay.
Sean: Paying for the karaoke … and do you remember what else you did? Screaming at that fecker in the conbini who was staring at us? Swearing like a right hooligan, you were!
Eva: Sean? That was you.
You’re young and single HAVE FUN!!!!
When the children come, those nights will be – over 😉
*spitting milk onto the screen* Children? What children? Whose children?
Girl it sounds hilarious!
Whoa. I thought Sean was near death’s door. Quite the recovery 🙂