PTX Shots

Past Tense [Kavi]

"Kirstin!"

"Avriel!"

"Taylor!"

"Benjamin!"

"Get the fuck out of my way!", the pair screamed at each other's face, and once again, groaned at once time. "Urg!"

Stood afar to watch his partners, Mitch rubbed his face tiredly on his hands. "Jesus, Scott. It have been five fucking months we worked together and Kavi still can't get on well."

"Well, their previous state won't help.", the blonde sighed, ran his hands smoothly through his hair. "Can you expect it, your former-lover works at the same company as you? Hell."

"They were not just lovers. They were husband and wife, Noodie.", Mitch's eyes followed Kirstin, who was stormed out down the hall, and an annoyed Avi head upstairs. "But they are really cute! Can we get them together? They are in love!"

Scott stopped writing. Blinked, his lips curled up to a smirk. "Actually, they were in love. Past tense. No promise. But our arrangement will end this Saturday, we can go out for some alcohol. But that's an all-or-nothing bet, Mitchy. You know the risk."

The brunette turned to look at his boyfriend, smile slyly. "The Queen is taking that risk."

"As if you ever take my proposal that quick...", Scott whispered under his breath as he continued writing his lyric, but couldn't pass his co-worker that easy.

Turned at him, Mitch tilted his head slightly, "What?"

"No.", the blonde smiled gently, "Nothing."

-

Held his glass up high, Kevin smiled widely. "A toast for our amazing arrangements!"

"Cheer!", the rest shouted loudly, their glasses clanked together again, the second time, if Avi remembered it right, and they drained their alcohol in no time.

"How is thing with Alyssa, Kurvy?", Mitch leant on Scott's shoulder, asked mindlessly.

At the wide smile of Scott, Kevin laughed loudly. "Just as in love as Scömichè and Kavi."

"Uh uh, we are not in love.", Avi said defensively.

Took a sip from her glass, Kirstin shrugged. "It'd right if you said we were in love, past tense, but now I ain't sure if I was in love with this asshole or not."

Avi turned to her questioningly, wondered if she was joking or not. But it was hurt, in a second. The long-haired man decided not to snap her, drank his Scotch instead.

Amusingly kicked Avi's leg under the table, Scott asked. "Then why did you guys break up? You two have never ever told us about that."

"Oh, simple, I hated her, she hated me, that's it."

"Hate in past tense?", Mitch raised his eyebrow at the couple. Well, ex-couple.

"Maybe.", smiled affectedly, Avi stood up, came to the bar for another shot, while Kirstin pinned a glare on him.

One or two rounds later, Scott and Mitch already had their ways on boys in the club, since Avi could see Kevin talking with his girlfriend at the bar. They first came here for the finished project of their team, Pentatonix, but it turned out to be a flirting night, he could see almost everyone gonna get laid tonight. Almost.

Almost everyone meant there was still him and the hatefully girl next by didn't even intend to get laid, or chat to someone else. It was his fifth Scotch and her fourth Martini, which was kind of a little too much to leave them sober but still not enough to make them drunk. The due was always good in handling alcohol, anyway, unlike the blond dinosaur and the brunette sassy Queen who were totally grinding on each other on the floor. At Avi's low chuckle, Kirstin turned to him.