The brothers drank and reminisced about the good old days for the better part of the afternoon all the way to the evening laughing like they hadn't in years and eventually migrating to the old fire pit where they set up a nice campfire and cooked a big pot of venison stew after killing and prepping a deer.
It was just past sunset when Sergei saw lights in the sky above the house he turned to look at Vlad and grinned drunkenly. "Still blabbin' about our super secret clubhouse, eh, Vladdy? Ah, fuggit at least we have a ride back to the house!"