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Chapter 05: Conversations

Win's POV

Ugh.

My head is aching like bitch. I sat on the bed in the familiar room clutching onto my head with a groan trying my best not to scream at the pain it is giving me. This is gotta be the biggest hangover I got in ages.

Last night was a blast. After Bright sang and gave the perfect melodious start to the party, it started to flow as fine wine on a sculptured body. The hype of the party grew gradually and it was at about around 10PM when I got my first drink of the night to my hands. Thammasat apparently didn't close the gates at night and despite the darkness, the atmosphere of it was lively as ever and therefore we did not have a problem in killing the night inside the Uni grounds as long as we needed to. Find me a better university than this, I challenge you.

I don't know how long we drank but I remember that we drank until Bright started to cry for no reason, Davika started to talk gibberish and Gulf started to kiss us randomly whenever he wanted to. Knowing myself and my drunken behavior, I must have always laughed like a lunatic and must have felt extra horny. Peaks of being a virgin at the age of 20....

Then it took me a while to recall how I safely reached home last night only to end up with a clear comical smile on my lips. That was hilarious.

Flashback - Yesterday night...

"I thiiiinnkkk... I am drunkkkk"

Hiccups.

Gulf's voice is sooooo damn slurryyy. It is annoying it took him this much of time to realize he is drunk. Motherfucker kissed me all over my face more than twenty times now. I am sleepy... I think I am drunk too.

A laugh escaped my lips for no particular reason and it is actually useless trying to figure out. My drunken state is weird as much as I am in general. 

I glance over to Davi who had her face down on the table, most probably passed out and sleeping but her hand was still navigating to another glass of alcohol. I want one too... but why is my sight so blurry... so annoying. 

I pouted as I looked at Bright shifting my gaze from Davi and finally finding myself to another glass and as soon as the bitterness of the alcohol burned down my throat, my face flushed with heat looking at Bright who was biting his lips. Damn. My little Win is saluting down there. He is so sexy... I wanna fuck him right now and here but too bad I don't wanna top and we are drunk. Me no letting our first time in the drunken state. 

I am proud that I can still think straight after gulping down four bottles in a row. These assholes drink too much and I don't even dare to complaint. We are younggggg and it screams the urgency to ruin our livers. At least we will be happy in the time we live. Hiccup. 

"Want more..."
I hear Bright muttering like a kid and isn't wanting more an obvious fact? Why isn't he taking more?

Oh right... He cannot see.

I giggle as I pass him another glass which made him smile and chuckle as well and now the tears smeared on his face are shining with his eyes. Apparently.. he lost his green toy car when he was a kid and never found it again. Should I buy him a new one?

"Thaaannkk youuuu Winnieee"

He said in a sing-song voice and I smiled at him widely.

He called me Winnie and I love it. 

Gulf got up almost tripping down at his own stance with a giggling and mischievous smile and here we go again for the kissing saga... He can barely stand but he keeps on kissing us saying he loves us and he also once added despite his love to us, all we will get from him is kisses on the cheeks and nose because he will only kiss on lips and forehead of his P'Mew. I agree on that. I would be mad if Bright goes around kissing people on their lips and I can't think of kissing someone like that either. Not that I like Gulf even touching Bright but not that it can be helped so I will have to put up with it.