One of the girls on the couch started snoring. Nothing too loud, just a couple seconds of snarfing every time she inhaled. They drank way more than him, but the wine still buzzed pretty hard inside his head. Come to think of it, it the stuff was buzzing pretty hard in his bladder too. It hurt a little, pulling himself away from that scene. These girls, they were definitely younger than him by at least a couple years, popped up just as he thought he was losing his grip on reality.
The past few days out here alone had been hard, but good. This morning really rattled him though, so the three strange girls asleep in the living room were comforting, even if they bordered on crazy. If he understood their collective rant, they were all one-hundred and fifty-eight years old. Time stopped for them when they were twenty-one and it's just been flowing around them ever since. That would probably be enough to drive anyone insane, although they really seemed to be handling it pretty well. They weren't certifiable, just... strange.
He decided not to risk waking them by flushing and grabbed some cookies from the kitchen. Snacks and water to quiet the wine. He sat at the table and kept an eye on them while he ate.
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