Eight names with Phil and Evelyn

Evelyn returned from the living room and topped off her drink in the kitchen. She looked at the dirty dishes, the torn open bag of red solo cups, new items like boxes of snacks sitting open, a bowl sideways in another bowl that was supposed to hold fruit but now had a crumpled wire retainer.

She stepped out into the dining room area and saw Sloane standing, she watched with wide eyes as the girl stumbled from shoulder to shoulder then grabbed the curtains to the screen door and tried to balance herself, they slid open and Evelyn took a step forward but Ezra got to his feet first and steadied Sloane.

Ezra

Sloane

He smiled. She pushed his hair out of his face and he put his arm around her, let me help you.

Evelyn sat in Ezra's spot, deal me in

They laughed and Ivy put her arm over both shoulders, cupped her hand on her bare arm. Welcome aboard, sailor

Evelyn leaned forward and they nuzzled noses and Phil slid a quarter across the table, your turn.

Briar spoke, it's so good that you're back

Luca spoke, we missed you, Evelyn

August spoke, yeah you have to down that drink to catch up

All three of them slurred, swaying, their hands joined like a seance.

What's going on here?

We're just happy.

Briar was staring at Phil, Luca and August were looking at Evelyn.

After a few moments she realized they were waiting for her to finish her drink before they would continue their game so she choked it down.

Luca and Celeste both moved to stand and Evelyn said, don't bother I got it

She got up and made her way back to the kitchen, maybe I should bring the bottle

They were talking amongst themselves but she had Celeste's eye.

She came in with the bottle in one hand and the solo cup in the other. She reached in her purse and pulled out a cigarette and lighter.

What are you doing?

You can't smoke in here.

Oh my god

Evelyn looked at Luca, of course I can, this is my house.

He looked embarrassed, and drummed his fingers, Celeste grabbed his hand.

She held the cup with her cigarette hand and poured the bottle in until it was half full.

They all watched as she raised the glass to her lip, then the cigarette.

She reached her free hand behind her and pulled the curtain closed then continued drinking.

You can put your ash in my cuff

She looked down where August was pointing, the rolled up cuff of his jeans, black converse with the star shining at his ankle.

The door was hanging open when they got there, someone had cleaned up the bathroom and it smelled a little bleachy.

Turn off the light

What

There's a night light it's romantic

He winced.

Sloane steadied herself on the counter next to the toilet with one hand and her other on the tank. She swayed slightly like she may fall into the corner of the counter or the other way into the shower curtain and come to rest in the tub.

Ezra turned around and closed the door and switched off the light, the night lights in the room came up and she was right. When he turned around she was squirming and looked frustrated, trying to pull her underwear with one hand so he reached out and tucked his arms under her shoulders, she leaned all the way forward and put her chin on his shoulder. The smell of booze was strong, vodka and whiskey mixed together. He closed his eyes and felt her pulling her panties down.

Ready

He leaned back and she sat on the toilet, her skirt hiked up above her waist, he could see her bellybutton piercing, everything below the waist.

He turned his head hoping she didn't notice he was looking at her.

You can look it's fine

He looked into her eyes and smiled meekly.

You gotta get some confidence, kid

He chuckled nervously.

You're in danger, she winked and shot a finger gun at him

Oh yeah, he scoffed

She grabbed the waist of his pants and pulled him closer.

Let's see what you're packing

Maybe later, he tried to push her back but there was nowhere for her to go, she held onto his pants with both hands and rested her chin on the backs of her hands, looking up at him.

Don't make me beg, Ezra

Sloane, you're drunk. It wouldn't be right.

She sighed and looked at the mirror, she couldn't see herself.

Do you have to pee

Yes

Here, we can be piss brothers

She leaned back and scooted to create an opening between herself and the edge of the toilet.

He laughed, I'm good.

Come on, lets get messy.

No.

A look of recognition crossed her face and she seemed a bit sad, but then she looked sideways like she was remembering something, touched her hair, then looked back at him.

I think I'm done, she put her hands in the air

I gotta one tree hill

They laughed and August asked, what the fuck

I am going to the bathroom

There's someone in it

To my bathroom

Oh snap

She tried to stand and put her hands on the shoulders of the people in front of her. Ivy looked over her shoulder.

Love your bangs

Thanks

Anyone want to help me?

August stood up, I got this

Evelyn steadied herself with Ivy's shoulder and leered at him as he stood up, they locked eyes and her lower lip was wet with drool.

Phil watched them stagger together into the master bedroom and Evelyn pulled the door closed behind them.

He shook his head.

What's wrong, Olive asked.

He's half her age.

A silence fell over the table.

Briar spoke, when the hurlyburly is done.

Luca spoke, at the setting of the sun.

Olive spoke, they're going to get it on.

Phil gaped and Olive moved the bottle in front of him, drink it old man.

He drank directly from the bottle and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, fine. What is this, a theater troupe?

They laughed and put the quarter in front of him.

He looked from face to face, they were all staring at him and looked extremely drunk but didn't have a single hair out of place, the girls makeup was perfect, no blemishes or wrinkles on any of them.

How are you all so perfect?

Play, old man

He flipped the quarter and it went in, they all cheered.

Phil leaned over and pushed the curtain aside to see why Evelyn had closed it. He sat transfixed by the plastic pool, sky blue and standing with its white skeleton exposed, small plastic playground set, bright colors in the moonlight. Children's toys left to the sun on the concrete patio, here and there in the overgrown grass and weeds.

The quarter was passed from person to person clockwise.

Olive asked, what's wrong, daddy?

She's gone.

Who

Evelyn

She's just in her room with August.

That's what I mean.

He looked at her.

I hope you never feel it. He was tearing up and she looked really worried. He reached for the bottle and she put her hand on it, he felt part of her hand on his.

Look you don't know her but her old man neglected her and it really made her feel bad. She looks like this is fun but it's a show.

She said she's here for a good time

Not a long time

He looked in her eyes, she moved her hand from the bottle to his leg and leaned closer.

He picked up the bottle and took a drink.

The coin clinked the shotglass but didn't make it.

They all let out a disappointed, aww

He stood behind her at the sink, they could see eachother in the mirror. She bent forward to pull up her panties and moved slow, grinding her ass on the front of his pants. He smirked, naughty.

Give it to me, Ezra

Sloane

He pulled her dress down to cover her and she took one of his hands and put it under the water running in the sink. She rubbed soap into it.

I want to lube up and slide all over you

He groaned and felt his erection press into her. Her face tightened into a satisfied predator smile.

Oh my god

She whispered sideways, other hand. He gave it to her.

She washed that hand slowly and shifted from one foot to the other, grazing the head of his dick through his pants.

You're killing me

She turned around and faced him, let it out

He kissed her deeply for a minute then stopped, not tonight.

She pouted and he pulled open the door, after you.

Sloane staggered back to the table and plopped down on Phil's lap, he winced like he was worried it was going to hurt but when it didn't he smiled and let the curtain fall closed.

Olive watched the open bathroom door, waiting for Ezra to emerge.

When he arrived she asked, good times

Good times

She handed him the coin and smiled.


The phone rang and he picked it up, still chewing.

How are you

Eating Taco Bell and listening to Rosetta Stone

Gross

She hung up and he looked at his phone to confirm.