We had moved the after party of the bonfire up to my bedroom. We were talking about our past dreams from that night but I had difficulty recalling mine. I laid down.
I started doing the dishes in my bed, speaking to Joanna about our new arrangement at home. "If you cook you don't have to clean." I said as I rinsed out a bowl. There was a faucet at the foot of the bed, but no drain. The water spilled onto the covers and the mattress, but I didn't mind.
I noticed Michelle was getting louder as she drank and smoked cigars at my dresser which was set up like a bar. I suggested we go downstairs so we wouldn't wake up my mom.
At the top of the stairs I whispered "Happy Birthday" to Michelle and she let out a huge laugh. I grabbed her arm and escorted her downstairs. She was drunk.
Into the kitchen we arrived. Matt sat on a bench that was in front of the door to the basement. I pulled the button of his pants up to his belly button and made it jiggle. We all laughed. This was quickly interrupted by a loud knock on the door.