Sax, drink and music with rocks in

<clip>
Jack noticed the cigar on the floor and
stomped it out. "Just one of those freak fires I guess." He
smiled. "Yeah.
Sure." Kara said.
She looked over at Keats who seemed to be unaware of what was going
on. "I
hate guys who smoke." She scowled.
<clip end>
Keats was still on the floor, seemingly asleep as Jack stood up to
full attention and pulled of a textbook salute, tearing the upper arm
segment of his Shirt. Kara folded her arms and glanced down to Keats,
who had a small drool trail across his cheek. 'Umm, i dont believe
ive had the.. erm... pleasure..? of meeting you yet, Im Kara, Kara
McGellen' stated Kara. 'Im Jack, JUST Jack... and this... thing...'
he said kicking Keats, who stirred 'is John Keats'. The foul after
taste of one bottle to many still hung around Karas mouth. An akward
silence ensured... Kara was the first to break the silence...'Is
there anyway of getting him up? Hes dribbling on my shoe'? 'Ahh, wait
one second.. thisl get him going..' Jack dropped to his knees, and
whisperd something into Keats ear, at first nothing, then, His eyes
shot open.. 'WOOOH, THERES NO WAY YOUR DOING THAT MAN!!!!!' Keats
stood up instantaniously, a flung his back to the wall 'Whos she?' he
quizzed, pointing a vomit encrusted finger at Kara, Jack whisperd
some more wise information into Johns ear. Kara rolled her eyes.
<tag>
OOC-Sorry, pretty crap post, but im absolutely knackerd, and ive no
idea where to angle this to, so, il leave that to the other to, night!