Purely Physical

Chapter 1 : First Encounter

"I'm sorry Rike. I don't love you anymore. I... I love somebody else."

"Let's end this." A small woman with a cute face annouced to a man sitting across her.

Crocodile tears streaming down her face as she covers her mouth seemingly to stop the sobs from escaping.

Rike the lover of the woman froze halfway from drinking his coffee. Looking at his now ex-girlfriend with wide eyes.

"What?"

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"I can't believe she cheated on me."

A crying Rike said, wasted, with a bottle of liquor in his hands. The loud banging music of the club drowning his hoarse voice.

Louis, his long time friend who's sitting beside him scoffed.

"I can't believe you let yourself get fooled, I told you that girl is a green-tea b*tch."

Louis said as he takes a sip of his own drink. Looking at the dancing people on the floor, grinding and getting wasted.

"Unghhh... What am I gonna do Louis..? Everything... Is all down the drain."

"Oh please. Don't give me that sad look or I'll chop your face off. How many times have I warned you that she's just gonna make you her own personal bank?"

Rike embarrassingly slump down on his seat, listening to his friend's rant and not able to refute. All because, everything he was saying is true.

All the things that he sacrificed for her- just for that woman to have another behind his back. Rike regrets all the time he's wasted, all the things he gave, trying to please such a crafty woman.

He couldn't help but feel like a complete fool.

Louis, feeling pity on his hopeless friend, sighs and pats Rike reassuringly on the back.

"Look. Just forget about her, you'll find someone better. Just enjoy the night! You're finally single again!"

Louis cheerfully exclaimed as he calls out for a waiter to order another bucket of beer.

"Go dance off somewhere or something. Here have another-" Louis said handing Rike a bottle. "Stop crying about that b*tch! Drink all that frustration away."

Rike reluctantly look at the bottle in his best friend's hand when he glanced at the eagerly waiting Louis.

Choking up the tears. Rike took a sip of his liquor while Louis cheers.

"That's the spirit! Now, I'll get going."

"What? Where are you going?" Rike nervously ask thinking that Louis might leave him.

"I'm gonna hook up! What else?! You don't expect me to just sit with you and look depressed when I look this hot, do you?"

"Hey don't leave-"

Rike couldn't say anything else when he saw Louis approach a handsome man across the club.

"You gay bastard."

He softly cursed looking at his gay friend with a dead expression, as he was left alone softly sniffling with a broken heart.

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A few moments later, after drinking another two bottles a flushed Rike is sprawled on his seat.

"I can't just stay here like this." He mumbled as he watch the people dancing.

To look so miserable for such a woman. Rike refuses to stay crying without enjoying his first time visiting such a high-class club.

Finding a sudden rush of motivation he got up his feet to join the crowd and have some fun.