Pants and Trous had invited people over today, oh yes they had. A very intimidating crowd, I might add. There was Gil, Trous’ fiancee, which was a normal thing. So was Dave, Pants’ boyfriend. And then Dirk, who was apparently Dave’s older brother, even though Dirk didn’t know about Dave and Pants. It was pretty normal, but… Not for all of them to be here at once.
Upon hearing the doorbell, Trous, who was upstairs trowing on his average jeans and mildly inappropriate shirt, yelled down to Gil to let themselves in. He finished getting ready and proceeded to trip down the stairs, running a hand through his hair haphazardly.