Popping bottles

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It was 7:00pm on the dot. I sat on the couch so I could answer the door when people started to arrive. I made sure that all the food and drinks were set out on the tables and counters around the flat.

Before sitting down finally, the doorbell rang. It was my friend Annabella and her boyfriend Wyatt.

"Hey! It's been a while!" She said smiling beautifully,

"Oh my god yes it has!" I hugged her tightly.

"And how are you Wyatt? Been a while since I've seen you too."

He smiled at Annabella and she smiled back at him.

"Show him!" Wyatt said smiling.
Annabella took her hand from behind her to show an enormous diamond ring on her wedding finger.

"No fucking way! I'm so happy for you guys!" I hugged them both.
Anna and Wyatt have been together for a really long time. They never really seemed to fight or argue and their relationship was always so tight and personal and totally between the two of them and I admired that.

"When's the wedding?" I asked as we walked into the living room.

"September 3rd" Annabella said.

"That's a ways away from now yeah?"

"It's what we've wanted. It was the day we first met."

I felt myself smile sarcastically.

"So are you in a rela-"

The doorbell cut Wyatt off. Thank god. I didn't want to explain my stupid scattered love life to my now engaged friends.

Looking through the peep hold I saw short black hair; that could only mean one thing.
It was my best friend Oli.

She came bursting through the door and hugged me as hard as she could.

"Hey asshole how come you didn't call me when your flight landed?"

"Fuck that was you ringing?"

She pulled away and looked at me with that are you serious face that she always pulls. She's the only one that knows about my drug use. And I plan on keeping it that way.
She sighed and pulled away.

"Well we have a lot to talk about, how was playlist?" She asked.

I laughed at her "We can talk about that when everyone leaves."

"Oh okay, but hey I have something for you!"

Oli said with her classic smile that makes the deep green parts of her hazel eyes glimmer.

"It must be pretty fucking special cause you're doing that thing where your eyes like stop my heart."

"Shut up twat." She responded lovingly.

We walked towards my room, but Annabella and Wyatt had to inform Oli that they were engaged.

I really hope they didn't do that to everyone tonight.

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Oli handed me a pretty big tissue wrapped...thing?
"What exactly-"

"Just open it Phil."
She insisted.

I sat on my bed and tore the paper off of the gift. My jaw dropped.
It was a glass blown cobalt blue bong.
A fucking ice chamber bong, I've been bitching about these to her for god knows how long;

"Oh my god, I hope this didn't cost much."

"Who the fuck cares? I thought you'd like it so I got it for you!"

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