Ready For The Off

“You ready, Seb?”

“Almost, mate. You wanna bring the wheels round?”

Jeff went out the back door and across to Stevo’s car. They were off to Andy’s stag night. There was a limo laid on from Millie’s, but they thought they’d go it alone, and they would be able to ferry any walking wounded home before the evening was out.

Stevo met him outside and Jeff gave a low wolf whistle.

“Man you brush up well, mate.”

“Rack off!” Stevo replied as he got in the car.

They headed off for the rendezvous with the lads, looking forward to the evening.

“So, do we have a plan?”

“Only for after they all drink themselves senseless. I’m thinking Lucy will be expecting Andy to go home to her, but there’s no way I’m letting him see the bride before their big day.”

“Your place or mine,” Stevo quipped.

“Mine, I think. No sure if your mum can deal with three of us on a Sunday morning, especially if two are sporting sore heads.”

“Yeah, you could be right…that reminds me, we need to toss a coin to see who’s staying off the booze tonight.”

“We’ll do that when we get there.”

“Good-oh…let’s get to where it’s all happening then, Jeffie.”