You're tired and a little buzzed from beer. You have school tomorrow. No joint, you just want to sleep.

You slump at the offer. Abbie doesn't have any classes tomorrow and doesn't have to be to work until noon, but you need to be up for school. Besides, you've never tried weed before, and you're not sure now is a great time to start, with Abbie acting so weird already. You shake your head. "It was great seeing you play, Cyn. I'd like to catch your band again. But I'm beat, and I’ve got to get up early. I need to get some sleep."

Cyn nods, looking understanding. Abbie on the other hand, steps past her friend and grabs your hand, tugging you to the side door of the van. "Come on, Stretch. I just want to take a few hits. Besides, right now neither of us should be driving. You can crash in here, while we party a little. Then you'll be good to drive us home after you sleep things off for a little while." She’s wheedling more time to get high with her friend, but she isn’t wrong about both of you being too buzzed from the drinks to drive.

You consider calling your mom for a ride home. She always told you both that if you’ve been drinking, she’d give you a ride, no questions asked or recriminations. It’s already later than you were supposed to be out, and you know she won’t be happy to hear that you were drinking, even if she doesn’t lecture you about it tonight. You sigh, “OK. I’ll lie down for a bit, you two have fun.”

You crawl into the van and curl up on the mattress, next to the piles of drum cases and amps. You hear some whispering and giggles from outside the van, then you’re surprised by the girls also getting in the back. It’s a tight fit. They are sitting with their backs against you, using your body as a backrest. You can feel them moving against your back, hear low conversation, and smell the weed. You’re tired and relaxed by the beers you had, and you start to doze off.

You don’t know how much later it is when Cyn gives you a shake to wake you. She’s leaning over you. “Hey Dave.” She says in a whisper. “You know, Abbie told me you’re a virgin, and wanted to set us up so you could lose your cherry. I didn’t mind. You seem like a nice guy and Abbie’s a friend, so I figured — why not help you out?” She glances out the door of the van, then turns back to you. “I know Abbie’s kind of a freak, that’s why she’s fun to party with. We’ve blown guys together before… I just don’t think I'm ready for something as freaky as a full-on three-way with her and her brother. And the vibe I’m getting from her is that’s where she wants things to go.”

You blink sleep out of your eyes and shake your head, not quite comprehending what Cyn is saying. “Wha…? Hold on. We don’t…” You look around the van for your sister. “Where is Abbie?”

“She went to find someplace to pee.” Cyn answers. “I’m going to clear out. I’ve got a friend who lives nearby, I’m gonna go crash there. You can stay and sleep it off… or do whatever. Just lock the van when you leave.” She climbs out of the van. “If I’m wrong and there isn’t any weird shit going on between you two, I’m sorry. I’m just kinda skeeved-out and need to get out of here.” She walks away down the alley.

You want to call after her and tell her that she’s imagining things. It’s her van and she shouldn’t have to leave. You’re tired and your head hurts, though, and you’re not up for explaining Abbie’s sense of humor. It would be too embarrassing to tell someone you hardly know that your older sister messes with you and tries to get you to blush because she thinks it’s funny how sexually repressed you are. You lay your head back down and close your eyes. You realize that Abbie was taking her teasing a lot further today. Maybe you should talk to her about it, get her to lay off a little bit. If Abbie knew that Cyn thinks you and her are fucking, that might get her to dial it back. Right now though, you really just want to go back to sleep.

You feel the van rock as someone climbs in and feel a hand stroke up your leg. “Hey,” you hear Abbie say, “Where’s Cyn? I thought you two would be having some fun by now.”

You mumble, “Cyn went to crash at a friend’s place. Said I could sleep here.”

Abbie lays down on the mattress, spooning you from behind. “I thought for sure you’d seal the deal with her, Beanpole.” She snuggles against your back, pressing her warm body against you. Her arm wraps around you from behind. “Well, like I said, you get to snuggle with me as a consolation prize.” She places a wet kiss on the back of your neck.