We are...คือเรารักกัน (We are... we are in love)

Chapter 9: Come out (Part 1)

First I had every intention of wanting to unwind and have fun, but now I only had the desire to return home and shout out You motherfucker! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!

I had been trying so hard to avoid him for many days. I'm glad I didn't have to deal with him and didn't get a phone call from him to disturb my mental health. But in the end I died in shallow water in a liquor store. This misfortune is so biased, isn't it? Why does it only seek me? Why doesn't it seek other people? No wonder my right eye twitched like the beat of klong yao drum from the moment I stepped out of my house.

For just a fraction of a second, Phum and I accidently made eye contact. I swore to Q that I'll get an F if I saw that bastard grinning evilly at me by mistake. Even though it was the moment when he was sipping his liquor, the glass covered almost half of his lower face, but I could confirm that I really saw that evil smile.

Then suddenly a feeling of hot and cold arose, as if I was catching a fever. I was scared to death that Phum might be possessed and reveal the secret in front of my friends. Just thinking about it makes my knees weak. Everyone, please join me in wondering whether my slave contract will be revealed tonight or not. Will I be a winner or a loser? Who will stay and who will leave? Tonight, everyone in Phra Nakhon* will know!! I didn't know that there would be other people joining us tonight. I have four friends but not one of them has ever told me that today it's not just us. I'm going crazy.

*Phra Nakhon (พระนคร) means capital city (referring to Bangkok)

"How long have you guys been here?" Chan greeted as he walked in. He patted Phum on the shoulder and walked around the table to sit on the other side. On the rooftop, there were probably four or five tables. There were no other guests besides Phum and two friends that I had met.

"We've been here for a while. Why are you so late?"

The person who answered was the owner of a smile as sweet as wild honey in May. If I'm not mistaken, he called Beer. I remember him because I envied the features on his face. Everything looked just right, like his parents were sculptors and worked together to create him meticulously. There's both Chinese and Thai features mixed together so perfectly that make me envy. And in addition to being good-looking and having a sweet smile, he also had manners and was considerate in helping to move the chairs so we could have comfortable seats. He also raised an empty glass to the employee downstairs as a signal to bring more glasses. This nobleness is not worth associating with a thug like Phum.

"Hey Mick. What's up man! Dude." Suddenly something unexpected happened. Pan, who had just walked in, came up and greeted the person named Mick. Mick quickly stood up with an excited expression. They swayed their bodies left and right, their fingers flicking back and forth, before rushing forward and bumping their shoulders with a loud noise, amidst the bewilderment of those of us who witnessed the incident.

"My migraine is coming on, you idiots!" Q said, rising up slowly and walking to sit at the head of the table.

As for Pan, he chose to sit and giggle beside Mick, which is the same side as Phum. On the other side were Chan and Beer. And the jackpot went to me again because I kept standing awkwardly and didn't go take a seat. There were only two empty chairs left, the one next to Phum and the one opposite. Dammit! It was like making me choose between going in a cobra nest or jumping in a crocodile pit. They're both so good that I can't make a choice.

While standing there hesitantly, I could feel that Phum was watching. He probably wanted to know what I'm going to do. In the end, I chose to sit next to Chan. Yes, it was exactly opposite to Phum!

Holy shit, is this the law of gravitation? "The Secret"* must have given me the answer to what level of bad luck my life would take me to. So how should I behave with Phum tonight? We should be strangers who know each other or should it be 'I don't know you and you don't know me'**?