As the hours passed, people began to slowly leave to visit various mates and other family until it was just Marco, Carlos, Mateo, Leo and I in the house. It was considerably quieter now but the Loren brothers hadn't been holding back on the alcohol all day and the party was still on."Festive mulled wine anyone?" Marco announced from the kitchen as he withdrew a bottle from the fridge."Fuck," Carlos groaned, "Just in case we didn't all just drink way too much of Dad's wine."
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