Had it been anyone else I would have bitched at them, but Josh was different. His bed was next to mine, but in his drunken state he had mistaken my bed for his. A moment later I felt him fall onto my bed and curl up under the sheets. “Yeah, yeah I’m ok.” He returned as he stumbled into the room. Tonight he obviously had a few more than normal, as his figure was slumped against the doorframe as his eyes adjusted to the dark. My younger brother, Josh had taken to hanging out with a cooler crowd this year and they spent several nights a week drinking out at a bonfire out at the ranch.
I awoke to the sound of Josh standing in the doorway. Note : This story is completely fictional!
