The next morning, a haggard Andrew returned to their vehicle with a horrid hangover. He got drunk at the bonfire and had fallen asleep there. His batch mates had carried him to their vehicle and had dumped him there at night.
Ethan came back without a shirt. Apparently, the girl he spent the night with wore it to sleep and he just couldn't wake her up to take it back.
Sean and Victor laughed their as*es off seeing their conditions. "That was my favourite Van Heusen shirt," said Ethan disappointedly.
"Consider it as a gift for all the fun you got last night," groaned Andrew.
"It was a mutual thingy. Why should I give gifts for it? It wasn't anything special. Just ordinary se*, no fun at all," admitted Ethan.
"At least you got some action," said Andrew with jealousy.
"Thank God I didn'
