"All work and no play is not good for the system, right boys?" Dustyn says as he raises a glass and downs another shot. For someone so small and cute, the guy can certainly drink like there's no tomorrow. He keeps taking shots like it's nothing. That's the Irishness for you. Meanwhile, Riley is just tentatively working on a beer. He isn't really a big drinker since he was diagnosed with having a form of cystic fibrosis. Although it's not the fully-fledged form of the illness, he still has to watch what he puts into his body. He only agreed to come out because he has to get out of the house. This is his second consecutive night out - the first one was pictured and heavily discussed online this morning. He just wants some company after not feeling himself for a while. Working hard and battling an illness would take its toll on anyone. Riley's just been a little rundown and is only looking for some cheering up.

Sayyid moves in a little closer to Chris so that he can whisper to him. He makes sure not to get too close though, so not to make it obvious that he's up to something. "Just some E..." he says in a low voice. He takes a sip of his drink before continuing, "It's free. It's to help take the edge off, my friend." Although it's not a regular way to strike up conversation with someone, it's clear that Sayyid is more friendly than one would initially think. He tends to look like he'd rather be anywhere else.

Billy jokingly sits on Jake's lap, highlighting the fact that there's very little room in the booth now. He puts an arm around him too and just acts casual about the entire situation. Billy is a very bold character and certainly makes his presence known. Not only does he want to joke with Jake, but this is like a sadistic little test. He wants to know if he's easy to scare and make uncomfortable. Billy is like a cat playing with a tortured mouse - he loves to mess around with people and see how long it takes for them to reach their limit. Sitting on Jake's lap, he takes a swig of his drink and starts conversing again; "So who wants to do a jello shot from my belly button?!"

Everyone laughs and shakes their head in disbelief. Riley holds his hands up and chuckles; "Mate I can't eat jelly type stuff so I'm out!" Riley is pretty thrilled that he's managed to escape this situation while the others look around awkwardly at one another.

Sayyid nods and gives Chris a little wink as if to say "I got you". He may be the strong and silent type, but Sayyid is still rather friendly and clearly has wild side. He's just not as loud and out there as his younger brothers. Chris doesn't have to worry as it'll be some good stuff too. The Khans have money so they aren't exactly getting their supply from shady guys hanging around in dingy alleyways. They've got access to the best of the best. With the way Billy is acting, it wouldn't be surprising if that was the result of popping one of Sayy's pills too.

Billy laughs and shrugs his shoulders when Jake mentions that he's got a girlfriend. He can tell that it's working and is making the guy feel a little uncomfortable. It's not that Billy doesn't like him, he does, he's just rather twisted and enjoys making people feel on edge. "No I won't tell. Just as long as you don't tell my husband that my arse was on you!" Billy laughs and pats Jake on the shoulder. It's all just fun and games, nothing serious.

Sayyid clears his throat and speaks outwardly for the first time tonight, in reply to Chris. He met him once before in the bar alongside his friend Gretchen so he's a little more comfortable engaging in conversation with him than with Jake. "Other than getting wrecked? No other plans. I live closest so we'll all probably crash at mine. You guys are more than welcome to come back too. Cheaper than a hotel and I have more booze." While Sayyid is chatting away to him, Billy moves over and sits on Chris' lap now. To up the ante, and as he's feeling the rush from more alcohol, Billy jokingly pulls his trousers and boxers down a little at the back so that his bare ass is on Chris' lap. He's in a relationship and is obviously not meaning for this to be sexual. It's just a way of making people laugh, which he loves to do, despite the way the media like to portray him - nasty and cold. "Nice seat you got here, mate. Real comfy on my arse." Billy says in a deadpan manner as he takes yet another shot.

When Jake starts talking to Riley about him getting involved in some altercation with a succubus, he raises an eyebrow and honestly has no clue what the hell is going on. It was a pretty odd statement to make and he sees no reason why he'd randomly joke about such a thing, so he takes out his phone to check his Twitter. He hasn't used the app for a while now as he finds it a highly negative place to be as well as being quite a distraction. "A...succubus? Really? I have no idea what is going on..." Riley laughs and checks his phone. Sure enough, he sees all of the tweets about his weight loss, his and Chaelin's lack of presence and all these crazy theories as to why. He chuckles and shakes his head before putting his phone back into his pocket. "Wow...people are mad. I would just like to confirm to everyone at this table that the tweets you may have read about me over the past 24 hours are not true!" Riley laughs lightly and drinks more of his beer.

Sayyid flashes a quick smile, showing off a beautiful set of pearly white teeth, when they agree to come back to his place. He likes playing host and showing off how beautiful his apartment is. "Great! We'll keep going until the morning. Although, you guys can all sort out sleeping arrangements. I'm not giving up my bed for anyone."

Billy likes that Chris wraps his arms around his waist as it shows he's pretty chill and cool with Billy's outlandish behaviour. He can't roll with people who are too timid and prudish. He laughs at Chris' joke as he grabs another shot. "Something jittery, eh? Why is that? An excuse for you to bounce your cock up my arse?? We know that you don't need caffeine for that, Chrissy boy. I see the way you're looking at my bum. You're just looking for a way to get at it aren't you?" Billy winks and laughs loudly before leaning towards the table slightly, giving Chris a better and...more explicit view of his bottom. It's all fun and games and Chris may not swing that way but still...Billy does have a cute butt.

Sayyid watches his brother who is clearly getting carried away with the alcohol. He leans in and whispers to Chris, "Hey...is he annoying you?"

Riley laughs in disbelief as he recalls all of the hilarious tweets that he just seen. He doesn't really like people discussing his personal life but Riley can appreciate a good joke and thinks that everyone creating these crazy theories about him and Chaelin is extremely humorous. "Man, I try to stay away from Twitter as much as possible. Some pretty weird stuff circulates on that website. Billy, on the other hand, loves a bit of Twitter. Isn't that right, B?" Riley asks with a laugh. Billy winks and raises a glass, "Oh yes. I love talking about myself and pissing people off. Twitter is the best."

Billy has a tendency to go over the line with his wild antics, often making people feel extremely uncomfortable and even angry. There isn't an "off" switch in Billy's mind that tells him enough is enough. He just keeps going and going until he's too intoxicated to function. It's a reason why he prefers hanging out with Riley and Dustyn over Oscar and Scott. Ri and Dust tend to let Billy do his own thing and can handle him whenever he gets a little too carried away whereas Oscar and Scott always try to control him and get on at him all the time. Billy likes how chilled Chris is being with him. All Billy wants is to have a laugh and a fun time. "What I'm p-packing?" he slurs drunkenly. "Y-y-you mean...th-this?" he says while turning around and unzipping the front of his pants, taking out his infamous long circumcised and pierced dick.
Billy laughs loudly, like it's the funniest thing ever.

"B, put your little cock away! Nobody wants to see that. It's disgusting." Sayyid bites back at his younger brother. Even though Chris has said that he's cool with Billy's antics, Sayyid thinks he's just being nice about it and doesn't wish to say anything. Growing up with Billy,
the novelty of his outrageous stunts has well and truly worn off on Sayyid. He just finds him rather annoying now. When they start discussing sleeping arrangements, Sayyid has to inform them of the layout of his house. "Well, I only have the one couch...and it's leather so not sure how comfortable it'll be. I have two double beds too. You can take your pick."

"I'll snuggle up with Chrissy boy!" Billy says with a chuckle, still standing with it all on display.

Sayyid rolls his eyes, "Anymore of your behaviour and you'll be sleeping out on the streets...again."

Chris' thoughts are exactly true: Billy's antics really are like the class clown who just wants to make people laugh and is looking for a response and some attention. Growing up, Billy was neglected for a long period of time and felt like he didn't matter. Now it always feels like he's making up for all those years that he was ignored. Add his craving for attention to his behavioural problems and you have one big class clown on your hands. "Ah so you been looking at my leaked pictures then? You ever had a secret wank over them?" Billy says with a laugh as he shakes his privates around near Chris' face. Now, Billy is very gifted between the legs and it's all rather pretty down there but it doesn't mean that everyone wants to see it. Sayyid snaps at his brother again, speaking out for Chris who clearly doesn't wish to say anything mean to Billy. "Jesus Christ, Billy! Put it the fuck away already. He turned away from you. The guy clearly doesn't want to see your little knob flailing about the place. I don't either. You're really starting to piss me off now. Put it away."

Billy slowly zips back up while giving Sayyid the death stare. Somebody will have to be sleeping with one eye opened tonight. On the subject of sleeping, Dustyn pipes up with an offer. "Well, there are six of us and only space for five. One person on the couch and four spaced out over the two double beds. I'll sleep on the floor if you want?" Riley shakes his head and finishes off his beer, not wanting little Dustyn to be sleeping on the hard floor. "No mate, I'll camp down on the floor. You can take the couch. It's fine, honestly. It means that Chris and Jake can have a bed since they know each other more than they know any of us. Sayyid and B can share one too. They're family after all." Sayyid rolls his eyes but it really is the best way to approach the sleeping situation. He does NOT want to be sharing with Billy.

When Chris mentions that he could be the hype man and that he doesn't sing, Billy laughs; "It's alright if you don't sing. You can still be part of the band. I mean, Scott doesn't fucking sing either!" Billy doubles over in laughter but it's quickly cut short after a swift kick in the shin from Dustyn under the table. He was obviously referring to the fact that Scott Wellington in their band doesn't sing much, is a pretty bad vocalist and the dig also made it clear that even Billy is not a fan of him. Dustyn kicked him, trying to stop him from spilling too much. The last thing they want is for people to create more drama between members of the group.

Trying to change the subject, Dustyn picks up on what Chris had suggested earlier; "So...yeah...does anyone have any good stories to tell Preferably one tha-..." Dustyn is soon cut off by Billy who is again doing the most for attention. Billy stands up and takes an empty glass from the centre of the table. He begins to pour all sorts of drinks into it, making a deadly concoction. "Nah how about we all p-play dares..a-and we all have to do them o-otherwise you have to drink the c-c-contents of this glass if you back do-own from one." Billy sways as he pours more into the glass. Sayyid holds his head in his hands, clearly on the last straw with his brother. "Billy, nobody fucking wants to play dares nor drink that shit. Sit down and stop being a dick!" Billy just shrugs and presents the newly mixed beverage, filled with beer, whisky, vodka, coke, orange juice and everything in between that was scattered around the table. "Shut up, Sayy. I want to play. You're a-always a fu-ucking spoil sport!"

It has been quite a ride for Joshua over the last few weeks. From "that" moment at the FCA's to slaying his time on SNL to his open letter and everything surrounding that, he's not had a moment of peace. It's all very bittersweet for him as he seems to be experiencing some of his lowest moments simultaneously with his highest. On one hand, he's receiving more public support and love than ever before but on the other hand, he's just found out that he's freaking bipolar. Bad luck, Joshua. Still, it's nothing that a night out with his best friend can't fix. He truly appreciates his friendship with Dae as they are both on the same level and he's one of very few people who knew him before his profile soared. Joshua's very wary of people who try to get in with him now as many have secret motives. Others just read headlines about him and steer well clear so it's hard for him to make friends. Dae is an OG though. A true friend.

"What are you having?" he says as he takes his wallet out and leans against the bar of the club. "I'm sticking to the soft drinks for a bit. After I was diagnosed, the first thing I did was cry and then right after that the next thing I did was Google "Can I drink on these meds?" It did not give the answer I was looking for." Joshua chuckles, still finding a sense of humour in it all.

"I'm trying to see the positives in it. There aren't many but there's no use dwelling on the downsides." Although Joshua hates to be defined and put into a category, being diagnosed as bipolar actually feels right. It's a label he feels applies to him and one that he wishes to spin into something more positive. He has known for years that his moods can be very extreme but he always brushed that off as a reaction to the shitty world he lives in. Who wouldn't want to lock away and hide after switching on the news? It was only with this sudden resurgence in his fame that he noticed a huge change in his mood swings. More pressure lead to more intense reactions and he knew that something wasn't right. Being diagnosed obviously isn't the cheeriest news ever but it's like a breath of fresh air in many respects as he finally knows what is wrong and how to tackle it. Knowing is half the battle. He orders the Moscato for Dae and a Coke for himself as he listens to his friend. "It's...weird...." he says in a sort of half chuckle, giving a smile. It's clear that Joshua is still processing this and adjusting to a "new life". He's not long discovered he is bipolar and is still just trying to wrap his head around it all. "I have mixed feelings about it all. It still doesn't seem...real, you know? Like, you hear that other people battle it but when you become one of them it's...I don't know. I'm taking it seriously but the reality of it hasn't really set in yet, you know?" It's not every day Joshua Grimmie is lost for words and doesn't know how to say what's on his mind. The news has clearly rocked him but he still appears to be smiling through it.