Names being defined in the aftermath of a party during spring break in a winter ski-town.

Corley was asleep face-down on the couch and Robert sat alone on the wooden deck that over looked the forest. William and Jen were asleep in the bedroom and Bill was staring at a book pretending to read but really he was thinking about Corley. Carl and Shawn were rolling a blunt in their car in the driveway which was un-exitable due to the new snow that had fallen. We would have to walk to the lifts in the morning. Kelly, Beth and Erin sat at the kitchen table slumped over in drunken postures supporting their heads with weak arms flicking beer can tabs and talking about how they wish they would have attended a university in the mountains rather than one near the beach. Robert came inside and sat by the fire and was joined by Carl and Shawn who were now plagued by blood shot eyes and horrible cravings for pop-tarts and red-drink. Bill came in covered in snow, shook off the powder, grabbed a blanket and covered Corley who was now in the fetal position with her knees pressing into her breasts. Bill and Robert motioned to Carl and Shawn who motioned to Kelly and Beth and Erin who motioned to me as I sat on the bar with my back against the wall. We all grabbed blankets and sleeping bags and pillows and hoodies and turned off the lights and laid down with the flickering flicks of the fire light pressing and patting our faces. We lay in rows and cross sections and diagonals of one another in the warm cabin with legs tangled and heads spinning.