Chapter III: Moonlit Nights and Drunken Decisions

"Hey, I'll get us some more drinks... I'm too sober..." Trent laughed as he rose up from the chair he was in. No Name and Zilch were left in the table, eating some of the food that were given by the man with the apron; piece by piece.

"Hey, No Name. Have you heard about Yxir and Nix?" Zilch said this as she softly punched No Name's shoulder. "Hey, I have a name, you know... And it's Onmaen. You keep jumbling the letters up..." He said as he rubbed his shoulder. "Sorry... So, have you heard?"

"No, not yet... What about it? Who's this Yxir guy?"

"Hey, here! I got us a couple of bottles... Hope that's enough..." Trent stuck his tongue out jokingly. "Do you want us to get drunk, Trent?" No Name shot back a reply. "No, I only want HER to get drunk, not you." He said as he gave a smirk. "Hey, hey, hey! She's gotta be back at the complex before midnight!!!" No Name stammered as he pushed back the bottles away. "Oh come on... I promise to take her back home..."

"Well, it's her decision. Hey Zilch, do you trust Trent?"

"Umm... I guess so..."

"Okay, Trent. You can take her home later... Just promise me no seduction, no flirting, no abuse and DEFINITELY no raping."

"Okay..." as he gave a quick wink to Zilch; and as to this action, she blushed.

"Hey, tell me about Yxir and Nix tomorrow. But right now, I declare that we get ourselves drunk!" No Name said as he raised his bottle.

"Cheers to life and friends!" Zilch said as she raised hers.

"I agree to that!" Trent raised his as the three bottles clashed to each other.

"To alcohol! The source and solution of all our problems!"