Have Another Drink

Walking back out into the living room Dave's eyes settled on the **** fridge. By now Dave had worked up a decent buzz, and he knew if he drank any more he would regret it in the morning. Then again, he was probably already going to regret it given what he just dumped into his bathtub, so...

"Fuck it," he grumbled, grabbing another bottle from the fridge, "One more won't kill me."

He cracked open the beer and sat down to watch some more TV before bed. He briefly glanced over at the mess on his counter, but he decided to just leave it for tomorrow. It wasn't going anywhere, and he was already pretty tired.

After another hour or so, he had gone from buzzed to tipsy. Making his way to the bathroom to brush his teeth and take one last piss before bed. As he did the latter, he glanced over at the bathtub. The power didn't look any different after the time it spent in the tub.

"I am a moron for thinking this'll work," he said as he pulled up his pants. Noticing the empty beer bottle in his hand, he had a thought. A drunken, ill-advised thought, but a thought none the less.

"Hey, you want a drink?" Dave asked the clump of powder. Not hearing a no, he tossed the empty bottle in the trash, then went to the **** fridge and grabbed another bottle. He popped the cap off, went back the the bathtub, and started pouring it into the water, "Bottoms up."

To his surprise, when the golden brown liquid made contact with the powder, the mass began to bubble and fizz in the water, getting more active as it absorbed more of the beer.

"Oh you like that, huh?" Dave said, "How 'bout another? Might as well finish off the six-pack."

He got another bottle of the same beer and poured that into the tub too. However, the powder barely reacted to the second beverage. It seemed that whatever was in this stuff that bubbled so wildly was all spent.

"Huh... whatever," Dave muttered, throwing away the second bottle and heading off to his bedroom to get some sleep.

As he lay in his queen size bed his buzzed mind couldn't stop thinking about the weird powder. Watch, that stuff is going to stain my bathtub... Or maybe it will eat a hole in it... Hell with my luck it will blow up or something. Dave thought as he rolled over, It would be nice to have some company though...

Dave briefly opened his eyes to stare at the empty half of his bed. Letting out a sigh, Dave rolled back over.

I really need to quit making drunk decisions... he thought as his mind began to settle down and he drifted off to sleep.