I Want To See You Again

Chapter 4

It was early at dawn, John woke up with a hangover from the Vodka that he drank on that previous night. He went to the toilet and  did something there.

Rob was passed out on the couch with an empty bottle on his hands, cuddling it like a teddy bear.

Phil came out of his room, yawning like a college girl. He dragged himself to the living room. As he sat on the couch, he accidentally sat on Rob's face.

"Mmmh... mmh, what in the name of God are you doing?! What?!" Rob woke up with a reflex and yelled.

Suddenly, Phil was no longer tired and out of energy like he was when he woke up. He jumped like a freaked out cat and reacted like someone who had dropped an egg.
"Rob! What are you doing here?"

"What?"

"On the couch. What are you doing on the couch?!"

"You sit on my face like a seventy-year-old pornstar and you ask me 'what are you doing on the couch?!' Man, for real?"

Phil made a facial expression of confusion for a second and looked at Rob.

"Now what are you looking at me for?"

"Uhm, I don't think pornstars last that long... think about it."

Silly Rob listened to Phil and really thought about it, he even propped his finger on his chin.

"Yeah, they don't last that long--"

"Guys. Come on. What's wrong?" John asked, coming out of the bathroom dragging himself also like Phil.

"Nothing! N-nothing," Rob quickly said as he looked at Phil and pointed at him, indicating that he should shut up and not say anything.

John looked at Phil and Phil shrugged his shoulders.

"Okay, you two, go and brush your teeth, they smell like hell," John said.

"Uhm, we're right here," Phil said. "John, are you sure it's us," Rob asked. "Oh, it's me. Let me brush my teeth."

"What just happened, stays between us-- to the grave," Rob whispered. "Got it."

An hour later, they had brushed their teeth and started cleaning the house to prepare for the party.

After they were done, they made cereals and sat down to eat. "Isn't it weird that we're cleaning inside but the party is outside?" John asked.

"Oh, yeah, someone has to rake the yard," Rob said as he and John turned their eyes to Phil. "Fine, I'll handle it after," Phil said.

"Guys, I think we forgot something," Phil said. "What's that?" Rob asked as he turned to Phil. "There's no meat."

"Don't worry, I texted John 2 and asked him to buy it," John said. "Oh, thank God."

"John 2?" Phil asked. "Yeah, that other John."

"Oh, that weird guy."

"Yeah, that's him.:

"Why don't you just call him John? You always put 2 on his name," Rob asked.

"That's because he is weird, he looks stupid. He is ruining the 'John brand'," John said.

They laughed it off for a few minutes and washed their plates afterwards. Phil did what he was supposed to do-- which was to rake the leaves and he did just that.

Hours later, the clock hit 11 o'clock and it was an hour before the party. "Okay, John?" Phil turned to John. "What?"

"You said John was going to come with the meat, right?"

"No."

"Come on, who's going to come with the meat now?"

"John 2."

"That's what I said."

"No. You called him John. That's ruining the John brand, man."

"You guys, stop arguing," Rob said.

"Okay. Since John is comi--"

"John 2!"

"Okay! John 2!"

"Oh, God!" Rob exclaimed.

"Okay. Since John 2--" Phil stopped and looked at John. "Okay. Since John 2 is coming with the meat, how will we pay him?"

"Oh, that's simple. We will get him drunk, put like R10 on his pockets and in the morning or whenever he'll be sober, we'll just tell him that we gave him all the money and he lost some of it," John said.

"That's a smart idea," Rob said. "You guys are evil!" Phil yelled.

"Dude. We invited him, he can't come empty handed," John said. "Thank God there's no other Phil, I didn't realise sharing a name with someone was this dangerous," Phil said with exaggeration.

A notification from the group chat beeped on everyone's phone. One group participant was informing everyone that he was going to arrive at the party early, because he wanted to swim.

"This jerk, I mean we haven't even started, yet," John said.

Moments later, the group participant knocked on the front door of Phil's house and he was attended by Rob who forced a smile. The group participant's name was Brad.