FadingEndlessly

"Et then we all made up and lived 'appily ever after! Fini!" A rather intoxicated Francis babbled, ending the fairy tale he had been telling himself with a slobbish round of self congratulation and applause. "I know, I know. I am brilliant" France grinned, bowing to his reflection in the hand mirror he had balanced precariously against a stack of old Playboy magazines. Reaching around twitching until he found a wine bottle the Frenchman bought the glass up close to his face, squinting his eyes so he could see the contents. He shook the bottle once, then twice. "Ah, merde! It is empty!" he wailed, throwing it behind him where it crashed in