𝐔𝐆𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇

ONE

"C'mon, I promise the food here is really good."
"There's only drunks here," I state, looking around at the diner.

At the bar, there were men with red eyes and swollen bellies either saying incoherent things or falling asleep. I scoff. I'd rather die than get caught in that kind of state. "Shut up and enjoy not being wealthy, Alex."

I turn to look at Trey. He had a smug smirk on his lips, his eyes glistening. I sigh. Trey had been my friend since college. I was a business major and he was an art student. I don't even know how the hell we met but he insists it was a party. Ever since we just became close. It's funny how I never remember how I meet people who become important to me. It just is what it is.

A waitress comes over to us with a bright smile. "How many tonight?" She asks. I can't help but admire her. She was gorgeous. Her black button-up was tight around her torso and her skirt revealed her shiny long legs. I looked at her face and it was even better. Soft brown eyes that tentatively looked at Trey and pink plump lips that gave me so much desire. Jesus.

"Two, darling," Trey says. I immediately know he's having the same thoughts I am. She grabs two menus from the counter and looks at me. "Follow me, please." She leads us further inside, revealing a dimly lit restaurant. The scene was much more intimate and tidier compared to the bar at the front. She led us to a table with two chairs. Trey and I sat down, facing each other.

"Thank you," I say as she hands us our menu. She looks at me and we make eye contact. She smiles and nods before she leaves. I look around and see a fair amount of people talking and eating. I look back at Trey and smile. "I know, brother."

"She's cute," I admit shyly. "Definitely. That's why she's going to be my wife." Trey says looking at the entrance to the kitchen where she disappeared. I laugh. "You're delusional."

"As long as I got my game, I can do anything. Just give me tonight and a couple of weeks. You'll be calling her Mrs.Smith before you know it." He laughs. I shake my head. "You're incredibly desperate." I open my menu and start looking. Trey was desperate but for her, it made sense.

We had finished our food when the waitress put down a red tray with our receipt in it. I can't help but look at her as she leaves. Admire her as if I was looking at her for the first time except she leaves me hungrier to know more than I did the first time. "Ay, filthy rich man. I'm your guest so you pay." Trey gave me a childish smile. Some people have inner adults in them, unlike Trey. He had every ounce of a child in his inner soul. It's one of the things I liked about him.

"No, you told me to leave the wealthy act. Besides, you brought me here."
"I thought you was hungry! C'mon man, I'm broke!" He chuckles.

I sigh as I get my wallet out of the back pocket of my jeans.
"God bless," Trey says sitting back and crossing his arms.

I place the green paper slips on the tray and wait for the waitress. I look at Trey and he seems deep in thought. "Thinking about how you're gonna ask that girl out?"

"Alex, you're a fucking mind reader," Trey says, shock on his face.

The waitress comes back to our table and takes the tray. She comes back in a matter of minutes with the change. "What's your name?" Trey starts. She smiles at him. "Ana." She says sweetly. Her voice was gentle. Ana raises her hand towards her forehead and slightly moved a strand of her curly hair out of her eyesight.

Her brown eyes take a quick glance at me before bouncing back to Trey. "I'm Trey. This is Alex."
"Nice to meet you."

I try my hardest not to tell Trey to shut up. I forgot how bad he was with girls.
"When do you get off work?" He asks.
I can see her hesitating.
"I should get going. Enjoy your night." She says before leaving us. I sighed hopelessly as Trey stared dumbfounded. "Did it work?"

"Hell no," I say grabbing my money. At the bottom of the tray, I see our receipt. At the bottom, I see ink from a pen. I read it.

To the man who paid,
Call me xxx - xxx- xxxx :)

I stare at the receipt and grin. "Trey, you're gonna hate me."