i forgot to post this yesterday bc i suck lol. it’s just a silly little drabble for day three starring class of 2016, since everything i posted has been so heavy. i hope you like it!
“Hey Holster?” Ransom slurs, leaning his head on Holster’s shoulder.
“Lardo is so small,” Ransom says, tearing up.
They’re sitting on the Nasty Green Couch, watching a series of people play Beerio Kart. It’s one of the last kegsters they decided to throw before they graduated, and Ransom is absolutely bitch ass shitfaced. Someone let him get ahold of tequila, and his usual drunken personality of messy joy, volume, and horniness has been overridden by worry and tears. Luckily, no one around them seems to be paying him much attention.
“Holster. Holtzy. Bro, she’s so small,” Ransom says, the tears starting to leak out. “How do you keep track of someone so little? What if we lose her?”
“Bro, what are you fucking talking about?” Holster laughs, looking over at him. He only laughs harder when he see the tears streaming down Ransom’s face.
“Bro, it’s not funny! She could get lost! Is she lost?” Ransom sniffles, and he sits up, looking around for her.
“Ransom, my bestest bro of all time forever, this is Lardo we’re talking about. She’s fine!”
“We won’t know that she’s fine if she’s lost!” Ransom wails, crocodile tears running down his chin. “How are we going to find her?”
Holster cracking up now, holding his stomach while he guffaws. Ransom huffs at him and stands, wading his way clumsily through the crowd, calling out Lardo’s name. He finally finds her in the kitchen and stumbles into her, picking her up none too gently.
She smacks him on the arm with an undignified yelp and holds tight to his biceps.
“Lards, I love you so much. I thought I lost you,” Ransom says, burying his tear stained face in her hair.
“Lost me? Bro, we’re in the Haus?” She says incredulously.
“Yeah, b-but. Lardo, you’re so tiny,” he says, and bursts into tears.
“Oh Christ, who gave you tequila?” She says, the corner of her mouth twitching as she tries not to laugh.
Ransom hiccups sadly in response.
Lardo pulls out of his arms and slides gracefully to the floor, grabbing his hand and pulling him to the stairs. “Come on, it’s bedtime for you.”
“Okay, but you have to hold my hand so I don’t lose you,” he blubbers. Lardo laughs in response, nodding fondly.
She gets him upstairs easily and shoves him into Holster’s bunk, figuring he wouldn’t much care and it would be too much of a hassle to get Ransom to climb the bunk bed ladder. He settles under the covers and pouts when she doesn’t join, looking like a lost puppy with his big tear filled eyes. Lardo rolls her eyes and kicks off her shoes before climbing into bed with him. He huffs happily, curling around her and holding her close.
“You know I’m never going to let you live this down, right?” She says.
His only answer is to snore into her hair.
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