End of the world(tf rp)It was New Years, Twenty Twelve, and it seemed that everyone was spending it together in a bar. With only a few minutes to the countdown people are running to get their drinks, but Jack, Shawn, and Josh all already have theirs and are sitting comfortably at their own little booth. Jack was already working on his third drink. He gulped the last bit of it down before slamming it own on the table and taking a breath. "Yeah! Wooo! Still not drunk!" he said and looked at his friend with a big grin on his face. "Man I can't wait for the new years! 2013 baby! Yeah! I bet they will have a flying car by the end of this year! Who wants to bet?"