Page 52 of Who's Playing You
“I contemplated my very existence and purpose here on Planet Earth, before I came up with a plan for world domination.”
Brit raised her eyebrow at me, “Oh yeah? And how’d that work out for you?” Her dry sense of humor slicing through absolutely everything.
“Oh, you know… it occupied my brain for a good thirty minutes…”
“Figured,” she said and grinned.
“Please tell me you at least went out on a date or two,” Mindy picked up the conversation.
Sherrece chimed in, “Oooo yes! A hot date, one we can all live vicariously through you since we’re, you know, all married.”
Mindy tacked on, “Exactly! And besides, how ever will we become sister wives if you don’t get yourself a decent husband? You were due for an upgrade which thank God you’re working on. There was no way in hell that I was interested in swapping you forEarl!” She said as she gave a full body shudder.
“You know, you two keep talking like that and people might get the wrong idea about the lot of you - and like - think you’re serious about the spouse-swapping and calling each othersister wives,” Sherrece said.
“Meh, let them think what they want to think,” Mindy brushed it off.
“If you want me to think that you and Scottie are hanging up some upside down pineapples and swapping partners like one would do in some Jade Dollston novel - and maybe more - then mission accomplished,” Gina said as she reached our table. The girls all began laughing.
“Do you gals want to order any of the pastries before the afternoon rush comes in and gobbles them up?” Gina asked us. “I can also top you guys off, considering I have a feeling you’ll be here for a while.” And this is why Gina was the best employee at the Caffeinated Cock.
Her attention to detail was top notch. But better, she actually gave a damn.
I ended up spending the rest of my Friday feeling light as a feather and without a worry in the world, because I got to spend it with some of my favorite people. My girl squad, the ones who I always missed so much while they scattered in the summer months, but whom I hung out with multiple times a week, sometimes every day, when school was in session.
It made me giddy to have them back. It felt like a missing puzzle piece had been delicately put back in place - in my psyche and soul. My New Hope soul sisters were back.
For those hours we sat at the Cock, we talked, laughed, ate, drank, and overstayed our welcome. Gina and the staff didn’t care much, but when we were encroaching on their closing time, Gina gave usthe look. But by that time, we’d all caught the rest of the group up on our lives in the past three months.
I shared that I’d started up my workshops and that I was working on my figure drawing. I, however, left mention of Nicholas out of the conversation.
I just wasn’t ready for the questions that my girlfriends would inevitably ask me.
I wasn’t prepared to answer those questions, because I myself didn’t know the answers. But here was to hoping that I’d have some after tomorrow, when I’d see Nicholas again.
And boy, I needed to get my head in the game before I saw him again.
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NICK SOBA
Trickie Nickies
The Love Machine:
Yo Diva! I need advice. To velvet or not to velvet? >
The Holy One:
Bro. Why didn’t you ask me?
The Love Machine:
Because you think cowboy boots go with everything. This is a classy event. I can’t wear my dusty Lucchese’s.
The Holy One:
You have Lucchese’s? Dude. Those are like a grand.
