XIII.I don't agree with a russian writer

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-Will you drink tonight?-Marko asked while we were walking to the party.

-Probably not so much.

-Yeah, after what happened last time probably it's for the better.

-Last time? I've never told you what happened the last time I drank, we've just met.-I joked while shrugging my shoulders.

-Then drink as much as you want and let's see where you wake up tomorrow.-He said referring to when I was so drunk I didn't even remember how to get to my hotel room so I ended up sleeping in his room.

-Dickhead.-I called him while punching him softly on his shoulder.

-Auch.-He complained, rubbing his shoulder.

-Well, jokes aside, I'm so grateful that you took care of me that night.

-That's what friends do, don't they?

When we arrived at the party he announced he wasn't gonna stay, so I said goodbye to him and approached Nemo and Bambie.

-Hey, It looks like the two of you are again on speaking terms.-Said Bambie.

-I guess communication is essential when it comes to any type of relationship.

-Well said.-Said the Irish representative taking a sip of their glass.

-That 's my friend. I'm glad that you two solved your differences. Do you want some to celebrate?-Asked Nemo offering me their glass.

I took a sip and my mouth was filled instantly with the flavor of lime Fanta. I was surprised at how little it tasted like alcohol, it was almost like you couldn't perceive its taste.

-Does this have alcohol? It tastes entirely like the refreshment.

Nemo just nodded.

-If you can't taste the alcohol that's because there isn't enough for you.-Said a voice behind us.

The three of us turned around and saw Silvester and David approaching us. The Lithuanian singer stood between Nemo and David. Neither of them knew that both of them had admitted to me that they had feelings for Silvester...

-David, not everyone is in need of alcohol. -I told him.

-As if you were the one to talk.

-I wasn't including myself in that statement. -I made the group giggle, which I took as a personal victory.

-Silvester, how was your day?-Asked Nemo.

I could see that the question of my friend did not only attract the attention of the Lithuanian singer but also David's.

-Pretty long to be honest. You know, interviews and similar things.

-And how's your knee? Yesterday you told me it hurted.- Intervened the Spanish dancer.

-Better! Thanks for asking David.

-I didn't know it hurted! Was it bad?- Asked Nemo.

-It hurted whenever I tried to bend it, I hope it's nothing serious.

-Have you considered seeing a doctor?-Asked David.

-Yeah, you should definitely see one.-Added the curly-haired singer.

-Hey, that hairstyle suits you!-Stated the blonde boy.

Oh boy, it was exasperating. I had to turn my head to look at who was talking like it was a tennis match. A tennis match between David and Nemo who were fighting for Silverter's attention.
Bambie had long lost interest in the conversation and was talking to Luna, who had just arrived.

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