Post by knoxville script holt on May 3, 2012 23:45:24 GMT -5
Knox had a couple days before he had to get home, and decided the best way to spend his time was to party at his vacation house. He had invited pretty much everyone who wasn't directly related to Jack's mom, even if he knew almost everyone knew her. He tipped the bottle he was working on back, listening to an amp fire up. He walked out back to the pool, smirking over at Mat.
"One man band tonight?" He asked, and Mat flipped him the finger.
"BYOB wasn't an option considering I'm dead. So I figured I'd supply you with the rad tunage." Mat smirked, tuning his guitar.
"Trying to get laid?"
"Is Dylan even here?"
"I dunno. But I do know that Harper, Britt, Char, and Vegas are here. And Marc's in charge of the drink mixing." Knox said with a shrug. "You're really unfuckable?"
"No, you can fuck me. If you wanna die." Mat teased.
"How about you shut up and start playing music?"
"Fine, but get Britt on the mic." Mat called after him, starting to play a song that Knox was all too familiar with.
"One man band tonight?" He asked, and Mat flipped him the finger.
"BYOB wasn't an option considering I'm dead. So I figured I'd supply you with the rad tunage." Mat smirked, tuning his guitar.
"Trying to get laid?"
"Is Dylan even here?"
"I dunno. But I do know that Harper, Britt, Char, and Vegas are here. And Marc's in charge of the drink mixing." Knox said with a shrug. "You're really unfuckable?"
"No, you can fuck me. If you wanna die." Mat teased.
"How about you shut up and start playing music?"
"Fine, but get Britt on the mic." Mat called after him, starting to play a song that Knox was all too familiar with.
