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A coastal city where the air is hot, the ocean is cool, and furs of absurd weights live.
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Chapter #5

Beer Buddies

    by: Mindovermatter Author IconMail Icon
"Evan! Beer?"

"You know it!"

Both felines sat at the bar of a tavern a few blocks away from the ManufactCo Building. Each we're sipping dark beers and talking about their day. Matt complained about the secretaries in the office; Evan complained about the buffoos working on the shop floor.

"So, this fatty turns around and knocks this giant bottle of soda he was drinking from into the machine!" said Evan. "We had to stop the line for a full hour and get every clean."

Matt chuckled and shook his head before taking a large swig of his beer. "Same shit happens upstairs. There's this one fat ass who always, always, bumps something off my desk whenever she waddles by," he said.

The lion smirked. "Careful. Pretty soon you'll be the fat cat knocking shit over!" Evan leaned over a jabbed a paw into the swelling beer gut straining the buttons on the tiger's shirt.

He jabbed Evan's gut back. "Says you!"

This wasn't the first time Evan and Matt had a post-work beer. The two cats would usually go out drinking most nights after work. And while they didn't get too terribly drunk, they did always leave with bellies full of calorie-laden beer. They did, however, really cut loose on the weekends, drinking at one or the other's apartment to the point of passing out, then going out and stuffing themselves on greasy food.

Because of all the excess calories, both Matt and Evan put on sizable paunches, soft round beer guts that sagged over their pants and would balloon out onto their laps as they filled themselves up with beer. While the lion was slightly concerned about the weight the two had put on, the tiger was less alarmed.

"Eh, it's just a few pounds," Matt reassured Evan. "We're still the only slim studs in this city!"

The tiger took another long sip of his beer, making a face after swallowing. When the bartender was out of earshot, he leaned over to the tiger. "Hey, does this taste...off..to you too?" he whispered.

The lion nodded. "Yeah, fatties here can't even pour a beer right."

Matt stifled a laugh. "Hey, let's go back to my place. I got some really great stuff you should try! Come on, it's Friday! Let's cut loose!"

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