Part 1

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FRIDAY 15th of March 2024.
"Not the alarm being set at 8 pm instead of 8 am," says my subconscious to be when I realise I have literally 10 minutes to attend my last exam of my final year.
"Are you gonna come or naah..." shouts Ashley, my roomate.
"Coming right up bro," I reply, as I grab my shoes and rush out of the room.
"This is all your fault, we shouldn't have watched the entire season last night," I scold as we walk in the parking lot, trying to find my car.
"And who set the alarm wrong ?" Ashley throws it back at me.
"Call it even ?" I smirk.
"Oh yeah !"

"What are we gonna say to the invigilator, we are basically 15 minutes late. Jeez, I can't believe us, this is our last paper and WE ARE LATE," Ashley panicks while we walk towards the examination hall.
"Chill bro, let me do the talking," I reply.
Ashley knocks the door.
"Mr Roy and Mr Anderson, how lovely to see you two, only 15 minutes late," the invigilator, Mr Claire fake smiles at us, "Okay great, lecture for 30 minutes now," my subconscious shakes his head as we hate Mr Claire since day one at the university.
On the other hand though, he's gay, I can try flirting with the invigilator ? My subconscious is shocked at my idea.
Desperate times calls for desperate ideas, I guess. Forgive me Lord !
"Oh Finn, sorry Mr Claire, I mean, can I call you Finn," I place my hand on his, "we are sincerely sorry for being late, specially me, you know because of my, err," I cut my eye contact with Finn and look at my crotch, making him follow my eyes. I add," wish I had someone to take care of him in the morning, Ashley was waiting for me, I am the one who's late," Great acting Dany.
I can feel Ashley grinning next to me, he wants to laugh so badly.
"Err," Finn closes the door behind and leans near my ear, "wish I had someone like you too, once you'll graduate we can have this discussion again," he intentionally brushes his hand near my crutch, making it look innocent.
"Absolutely, I know you have my number." I wink.
"You won't be using 'Sir' just in the lectur-"
Ashley clear his throat breaking the unwanted tention between me and Finn.
"Alright gentlemen," Finn puts on his professional invigilator look and continues, "15 minutes granted for you too, in exchange of," he looks at me and say, "Dany knows," he winks.
I give a fake smile and move in the examination room.
Ashley can't stop smiling at the little drama he got to see, "I thought we would be in more trouble for your flirting drama out there. But it always works as a charm," he whispers to me while we go to our seats.
Alright, name, Dhaniraj Siddhart Roy, I start writing down my name and other information required on the front page of the answer booklet. Here we go, one last time !

"Alright pens down," Finn shouts, indicating that time's over, "final grades will be posted on the university's website in 3 weeks, enjoy your holidays," he gathers all the answer booklets and adds "fifteen more minutes for Mr Roy and Mr Anderson", giving me a flirty look. I just smile back.

"Hey baby," Ashley taps my shoulder from the seat behind me once our papers are taken fifteen minutes later, "We are so partying tonight,"
I nod.

"You're wearing that ?" Ashley stares at me, raising his eyebrow, from the door of my room, as I stare myself in the mirror with a plain black hoodie and denim jeans.
"I'm debating," I may be opt for something more... sexy, but I'm cold, hence the hoodie. "Final option, we'll do the slutty one instead and carry a jacket,"
I remove the hoodie, put on my oversize white shirt, leaving the first three buttons opened, my layered necklace on, changing my earrings with the black hoops one. Ripped jeans sounds great right now and my black chelsea boots on.
"Now, if I was not straight, I'd marry you," Ashley compliments.
"Marry or not, I'm not leaving you anytime soon though, 'cause I'm your official husband bro"
Ashley hands me a can of beer, as we cheers, I admire him, my brunette best friend, brother basically since birth,wearing all black, shirt, pants, shoes, also, the first guy, who made you realise you are into guys, thanks subconsciousness, I should give you a name one day.
"Let's go get drunk finally," I shout.

I watch Ashley flirting around, dancing at the club we worked before the exams while I sit near the bar counter just being an introvert.
"How was your exams buddy," the Head Bartender, Gregory asks me.
"Oh well, I'm glad I'm able to stand since the papers fucked me harder than expected," I laugh.
"Haha, I understand," Gregory laughs back, "any plans of being this side of the bar again," he is referring to me working again as a bartender.
"You know what Greg, I might join you tonight, I'm getting bored here anyways," I join him at the bar.
"For free ?" Gregory looks shocked.
"Yeah, I mean, boss won't be here today, it's Friday, you know that," I reply.
"You're right, now let's have some fun 'round here," he high-fives me, so do the other bartenders.
Ashley notices that I'm in the bar and shouts, "My hotties and brothers ! We got Dany back in the bar people."
Most of the guests shouts back,"WHOA".
You might have made a mistake, well, I enjoy making people drunk than being drunk myself.
"Good evening guys, one long island electric please," I hear a customer, ordering with Gregory.
"$7 for you beautiful," Gregory reply.
"Long island electric coming right up gorgeous," I add as I grab the shaker and do my little bartender trick.

The night flew by making cocktails serving people, making a great deal of tips from happy customers and watching Ashley exchange numbers with almost every girl on the dance floor.

"Why don't you pour us a couple of beers while I use the restroom, there's not much work felt apart from closing the counter," Gregory removes his name tag while talking to me.
"Sure, I'll help you close when you come," I proceed move the used glasses in the dishwasher and count the float and cash in the cash drawer along with other payments receipts.
"Dany darling, can I get a margarita please," Sasha, a regular customer of the club orders,
"Sure, my love," I started placing the ingredients in front of me, mix and pour in the glass.
She tries to remove a $10 bill. Why not her credit card !
"On the house my love," I wink. I don't want to count the cash again.
"Thank you, you are a sweetheart," she smiles.

"May I have a beer please," I hear a soft but sexy voice. A guy, wearing Sauvage from Dior.
"We are actually closed, Sir," I reply, raise my head and see a brown guy looking at his phone, I cannot see his face.
"Really ? I just saw you serve that girl," he points at Sasha, still not looking at me.
I look around to see if Gregory is around and decide to give him the beer for free, AGAIN !
"Small glass or large ?"
"Large please," still not looking. What is up with that phone ? He is just sliding on the screen.
"Here you go Sir," I serve him.
He places his American Express Card on the counter. STILL NOT LOOKING !
"It's on the house, Sir," I emphasis on Sir.
"Thanks," immediately takes a sip.

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