Brewed to Perfection

"Right Kiddos, this is my last drink before I'm going to bed" Bev groaned, whilst signalling for Benjamin to pass her the remainder of Prosecco.

"What? You can't go to bed yet. It's only..." i stopped to look at the time. Shit, it was 2am. It was then i realised that the bus i had planned to get me home was definitely not running this late.

"You young'ns might be able to stay up a bit longer but im working tomorrow morning remember" Bev laughed.

I forgot she was working the open tomorrow.

"How about one last game before bed time?" Bev suggested, raising her brows in a suggestive manner. I immediately felt uneasy.

"Actually Bev, i think i better call a taxi. Ive missed my last bus and should probably get home" I felt like such a party pooper.

Bev smacked her lips together and slapped her knee, "Maeve please don't tell me you thought that i would let you leave her intoxicated, getting into a random strangers vehicle!" she sounded outraged.

It was then I heard Benjamin start to drunkenly giggle from the ground. I didn't need to look down to know he was still laying over Bev's living room rug like a literal dog.

"I-uh" I didn't even know how to respond. Bev stood up and moved over to the couch I was sitting on. Carefully stepping over Benjamin, she sat beside me, reaching for my arm in an open gesture.

"You're staying in my spare room tonight, and Stuart will drive you both home tomorrow" Bev almost commanded.

"That's really kind Bev, but i -"

"No buts! This is my house and my rules. And I want you two sweeties to be safe. Please." Bev pleaded and for the strangest reason, I could think of a reason not to.

I didn't really want to pay for a really expensive taxi that I couldn't afford. I also knew that Mum wouldn't even notice if I had come back home or not, even though I left her a note on the fridge just in case.

The only thing that made me want to say no was the fact she was referring to me and Benjamin staying over. I didn't want to be in the same room or god forbid the same bed as him.

"I can see that brain of yours ticking away"

I sighed, trying to be careful with my wording.

"Doubt it" Benjamin laughed out from his spot on the floor.

Bev grabbed one of her fluffy cushions and threw it playfully at Benjamin, hitting him directly in the face.

"OW" Benjamin muttered, his voice sounded muffled from the cushion blocking his mouth.

Bev faced me before shrugging at Benjamin's response.

"Be quiet you troublemaker!" Bev warned and just like a pet dog, Benjamin remained silent.

"You and Pillowface over there will be in separate rooms." Bev insisted and just like that, I had no issue at all.

I nodded towards Bev and de-stressed. Deciding to text my mum to let her know where I was and when I would be home. Just in case I died or something.

From the corner of my eye I could make out Pillow-face slowly lifting himself up off the ground.

He too followed Bev's lead and squished onto the same couch. His dark hair was pointing in ten different directions and his belt was basically touching his kneecaps. It took everything inside myself not to burst out laughing.

"Yeah, separate. I don't like sharing with girls" Benjamin whined, sounding like an eight year old boy in a playground.

Bev laughed, leaning closer towards Benjamin who was sitting to her left. We were all basically knee to knee. "I doubt that very much Benny" she teased and it looked as though Benjamin started to blush.

Wow, isn't this the same guy I literally saw dry humping and making out with Rachel O'hanna on our school's assembly stage? And now he was blushing in response to Bev's little quip.

This felt like a dream.

"AHA" Bev yelled into the air.

"Never have I ever. That will be the last game before bed" Bev exclaimed sounding extremely enthusiastic.

I on the other hand groaned.

Both Bev and Benjamin turned to face me. I shrugged, "sorry, i just hate games like this" I said honestly.

"Why?" Benjamin asked.

I lifted my finger to the corner of my mouth, pretending to be deep in thought. "Hmmm, let me think. Maybe because it's a game a bunch of horny 15 year olds play at their first house party, or its just a chance for people to tell us things nobody wants to know."

"No offence but I don't really want to know if either of you have caught in uncompromising positions or sucked someone's toes" I deadpanned.

It was true. I also hated games like this because I've never done anything. It was embarrassing to admit, and even more embarrassing to lie about it.

Benjamin and Bev looked at each other before turning back to me. "Well tough. You're gonna find out each and every toe whether you like it or not" Bev replied, bursting out laughing. Benjamin snorted, and I swear Prosecco dribbled from his nose.

I sighed, picking up my glass and taking a big gulp of Prosecco. This was happening, and there was no way out of it.