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ASHLEY

I was quite nervous that night. I frantically raced back and forth, preparing
for Dru and Stefan's arrival. Well we were younger, I had never felt this
anxious, this frightened. I rummaged throught my closet, seeking the most formal
attire I had. All I could find was a suit, a white tee, super skinny jeans and a
Vans sleeveless tee. This was a sophisticated dinner, not an office party, I
thought, tossing the suit under my bed. Soon I heard a knock on the door. With
haste, I rushed down the narrow stairs of my flat. Peering through crevices in
the door, I saw Stefan and Dru, smothered in heavy winter coats and proceeded to
open the door. "Hey guys!" I said merrily. Stefan and Dru just stood there with
strange looks, snowflakes whitening their lashes. Finally Dru said, "Um,
Ashley...are you trying to prank us or something?" I stood there awkwardly,
confused. Finally I felt the bitter cold bite me like fangs. I looked down, and
then I realised I had failed to put a shirt or trousers on.

STEFAN

Me and Dru knocked on the door of Ashley's flat. I started talking to Dru about
all the fangirls who had sent us gifts and cards. I heard quick footsteps
shuffling in the apartment. When Ashley opened the door, me and Dru both fell
silent. There, wearing nothing but his boxers, stood Ashley, grinning happily.
It was so awkward, I wasn't sure whether to laugh or tell Ashley to "Put some
f**king clothes on!". So I remained silent until Dru decided to remind Ashley
that he wasn't 'dressed properly'.

Later that night, we got pretty out of control. We tried to take it easy, but
eventually Ashley revealed his wine collection and Dru brought out the tequila
and champagne. Unfortunately, they both convinced me to "loosen up" and I
figured I might as well have a glass or two. But of course, though I had
promised myself no more than three shots or glasses, we ended up consuming
bottles. It didn't take long before we were all dangerously drunk, and crazy
s**t happened. First Ashley snuck a disco ball downstairs and we all flopped
around mindlessly. Then Dru threw up all over the table and Ashley smacked him
repeatedly with a toilet brush. "Mate...ya gotta hic hit him harder, like
this..." I stumbled over to Dru and whacked him with a thin baking pan. That was
enough to knock him unconcious. I wasn't able to remember what happened next.