WhatsApp Ft. Pierre Gasly

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"Pierre..." I whine. "I'm bored." He sighs.

"Then take a book and start reading." We have been laying in his garden for the past hour and I am starting to get really bored. "How about we go barbecuing tonight? I don't have enough meat for... oh yeah forgot to tell, a few friends are coming over tomorrow night. Do you mind?"

"Of course not." I smile. "I would love to meet your friends and as for the barbecuing, I love the idea. I'll go inside and prepare the meat and other things then."

An hour later we are sitting in the garden, enjoying the warmth of the sun and the meat Pierre prepared on the barbecue.

"It tastes amazing Pierre." Pierre put another few slices of vegetables on the barbecue.

"And I wasn't convinced courgette on the barbecue would be anywhere close to edible." I laugh.

"It is edible, that is for sure."

"And the potato is just simply amazing."

"And that is just with a bit of olive oil and salt." Pierre laughs. "Nothing special about it." The sizzling of the meat on the barbecue makes me smile. "I'm coming by each summer and we are going to do this." I nod towards the pool and then the barbecue. "I know I am not allowed to thank you anymore, but I really love it out here." Pierre shakes his head.

"You are not going to stop are you?" I shake my head with a grin.

"Not planning on it."

"You know it was meant as a thank you to you right?"

"Well, if that's the case. Maybe we can go somewhere tomorrow. I read on the internet a museum is close by and I would love to go there."

"Sure, as long as we are here again by four in the afternoon." I nod. "I think you will really like them."

"Your friends?" Pierre nods. "I hope they'll like me." Pierre throws a small piece of the baguette to my head.

"Stop it you. They'll love you. It's hard not to."