What to do when a tournament is postponed

[Billy Bond]

Smooth is at home, with Crystal. The only lights in the room are candles and they are sat, intimately, in one another's arms.

Smooth:
"Crys, honey, I am SO damned glad the tournament is postponed until tomorrow. You and me finally have some quality time."

Crystal:
"Oh Billy!"

Crys snuggles up closer to Smooth, and looks up at him. He smiles with affection, and leans down to kiss her...

Suddenly the light is on, and there is a...

;D Baz:
"WAHEEEEEEEEEY! A night off!"

Baz is in the doorway with a crate of Stella and a shopping bag full of tortilla chips and dips.

;D Baz:
"Let's get ratted, watch some crap telly, and eat crap!"

Crys:
"Erm... Baz... we were..."

Baz leaps over the sofa and lands himself inbetween Smooth and Crys. He shoves a cigar in Crys's mouth, and hands Smooth a can of beer.

;D Baz:
"Where's the remote?"

Smooth:
"Baz... we were... kinda..."

;D Baz:
"Less talk: moer drinking! You haven't even opened your beer yet."

Smooth flashes Crys a desperate look, and she just looks pissed off. Smooth scrunches his face, then looks at the can of beer in his hand. He shrugs, opens it, and chugs it down. Crys looks up in despair, and lights the cigar. Baz puts an arm around Smooth and Crys.

;D Baz:
"What great mates we are, eh? We spend all our time together! Sometimes I forget you're going out at all, you know! It's so nice that you're not one of those lovey dovey couples!"

Smooth splutters on his beer as Crys simultaniously coughs out the smoke of her cigar. They both scowl, flash each other a defeated look, and start to watch TV.

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