Sell the panties to Ben

"Yeah, fuck it,"you shrug. "Twenty bucks is twenty bucks."

You hold out the panties in front of you, as Ben grabs them, examining them. He lifts Sarah's pair to his nose, taking a deep sniff.

"Oh, that's hot. This is good wank material," he says.

"Why would you need wank material? Chicks here are ****," Daniel point out.

"Sometimes it's nice to relax by yourself," Ben shrugs.

"Alright, pay up, mate," you say.

Ben slips out his wallet, holding out a crumpled note, which you take gratefully.

"How the fuck did you get a pair from the mean girls?" Lukas asks. "I thought you were fucked there for sure."

"I have my ways."

"Jack, you want another beer?" Daniel asks.

"Lovely," you smile, as Daniel throws a cider through the air and you catch it by the neck, quickly twisting off the cap and guzzling down the sweet mixture.

For the rest of the night, you drink, smoke and talk about meaningless things until the moon is high in the sky, before you all end up stumbling home through the trees and back into bed.