Grumbling and seeing that Alphonse wouldn't budge, the two boys settled into their appointed tasks, glaring past their large brother when they thought he wasn't paying attention.
The next morning when Tyler woke promptly at dawn, I was immediately thrown out of the study room when I opened my mouth to whine that I was bored. He…was not amused, to say the least. Probably still angry about last night. I hadn't realized I’d imbibed so much. Belatedly, I remembered that wine, in particular, worked slowly and lasted longer than other alcohols, at least for me. I blushed, slightly embarrassed to remember my behavior, but shrugged it off soon after. I’d done worse while drunk.
I huffed, massaging my rear end where Tyler had thrown me. A very tired Ross and Brosh greeted me, the former helpin
