So it was unsurprising to find young Radek inside his home, trying to relieve himself from the heat by sticking his head in the freezer. He was too lazy to go to the beach at the moment, but there really wasn't anything better to do. Resigning himself to a boring day he started to go to his room, but stopped when he heard the doorbell. Curious and hopeful he walked up to the door and opened it. On the other side he found his brother's friend Wojtek.
"Hey Radek, your brother wouldn't happen to be home by any chance?" asked the older boy.
"Nope, he went off somewhere early in the morning and I'm not sure when he'll be back."
"Damn, well you wouldn't happen to be free at the moment? I could really use a set of hands."
Radek thought it over for a second. 'It's not like I have anything better to do at the moment. Besides Wojtek's a pretty fun guy, so this could be interesting.' With those thoughts in mind he grabbed his worn shoes and asked "So what are we doing?"
The older boy only smiled and spoke "Well we need at least two more sets of hands and then I'll explain."
"You know the twins from down the street?"
"The Paks?" The younger ebony boy nodded, "Yup, we've been drinking a few times. Those guys are a hoot when they down a bottle of 40%. Think they'll be able to help?"
"Yup, they should be home."
With that figured out the two young adults went down the road to go and get the twin Maks and Oliver, who were luckily just as bored as Radek and would gladly leave the house. The group made there way to Wojtek's sister's house and while walking there Wojtek explained what he needed help with.
Well he needed extra hands to carry his sisters couch to her new apartment. Usually you just get a truck for an hour that way it's done without a fuss and that what his sister wanted him to do, but Wojtek thought differently. You see his sister trusted him, so she handed him a hundred and figured that would be enough to get a truck, but when Wojtek saw the money, well he couldn't help himself.
So he made a plan, get some extra help, carry the couch across town and then buy some good cold alcohol to beat the summer heat. The couch wasn't that heavy, the distance was only about three kilometers, so he saw no problems with the plan.
That's what he explain to the his three helpers and all of them readily agreed to the plan. So they started carrying the couch, two at each end, with little difficulty. After a while though Maks spoke up "I'm getting tired. Can we take a break?"
"Sure," replied Wojtek and putting the couch down he noticed a store across from them. "I'll be right back." The rest of the group just sprawled out on the couch, ignoring the passing pedestrian as they openly stared at them. A few minutes later Wojtek was back carrying a nice, cold bottle of wine. "Something to motivate us to finish this job quicker," he smiled cockily and passed the bottle around. All of them took a swig and they kept passing it between the four of them until it was empty. Once the contents were gone they stood up and got back to work.
And thus the pattern continue, when someone got tired they would ask for a break and each time a store just so happened to be nearby, resulting in Wojtek going to buy another cool bottle of wine. Soon the group got tipsy, yet they somehow managed to continue carrying the couch. Eventually thought they could no longer stand and they placed the couch down in front of a bricked building. It was pure luck that it happened to be where they were suppose to deliver the couch in the first place. Yet the state they were in left them completely unaware of their surroundings.
Sarah happened upon them while walking out of her new building. It was a sight to behold. There right next to the entrance stood her worn, brown, leather couch and on her couch she found three passed out boys. She recognized all of them, as she had seen them hanging with her brother before, but she was surprised with their presence.
The way they were sleeping/ passed out made her wish she had a camera. Radek was sprawled across the couch, laying on his belly with his face resting on one of the arm rests, but his feet were sliding off the other side and were now resting on the floor. One of the twins, she couldn't tell them apart, was laying in the vacated spot where Radek's feet once were with his own feet draped across Radek's back as if it were a coffee table. The final twin was propped up against Radek's hanging feet, looking like a giant rag doll.
Walking closer to them she smelled there breaths and immediately figured out what happened. "It seems I just can't trust my brother," she sighed trying to see if he was somewhere nearby. She decided to try to wake one of the passed out males, but it seemed to be in vain, until Radek suddenly came to. He looked at her bleary eyed and confused. It took him a moment to understand what she was saying, but finally he responded, "Oh, Wojtek. He feel asleep on a bench somewhere along the way once the money was gone." With that he promptly fell asleep again.
Sarah only sighed at her brothers antics, really the man was 26, yet he could come up with these crazy schemes. Being the caring older sister she was, she went off to find her drunk of a brother. She was never going to trust him with money again.
All the boys lay oblivious to her violent thoughts, enjoying the buzz they had and glad to have beaten the summer heat in there own way.
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