Chapter 13

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Surprisingly instead of quietly heading over to the kitchen  Wayo sidles over to him and pats him on the head.

"I'm sure you didn't eat anything yet. I know the Stupid Forthy didn't leave you any food. So wanna go out somewhere to grab a bite or maybe some fresh air?"

Wayo chuckled at Beam's shocked expression. "Contrary to what you think P'Phana and I aren't poor just lazy so c'mon! It's not everyday that you get a treat from Wayo Panitchayasawad !"

Wayo all but pulled him off the couch and dragged him across the floor and pushed him down the stairs until they had reached Wayo or was that Phana's car where Phana was already lying in wait in the driver seat. Wayo scooted over at Beam's approach and patted the space beside him until Beam got in.

Phana started the engine and drove at a dangerously high speed with Wayo emitting a low 'Wheee!' and prompted Beam to do the same. Who out of courtesy at least smiled at the older man failing around his arms and 'whee-ing'.

"So where are we going P'Pha?"

"Strip club, DUH!"

"WHAT??!?" Beam was shocked (and slightly embarassed) and Wayo seemed to be on the verge of tears.

Phana chuckled. "Juuust Kidding."

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Nien was a strong minded woman but even she felt self-conscious before him. When Forth had asked her out for dinner, he'd made it sound like it was anything but a date. But she had turned shy, awkward and embarrassed... curling up her toes and nodding a small 'yes'.

And after all the trouble she had gone through to look gorgeous and well, like a girl, the head chef of Chocomellow Cafe just sat across her gazing out of the window and paying no attention to a single word she'd said.

"Mr Jaturapom," she urged.

Forth was still lost in his own thoughts. His eyes flickered across the elegant hall of a rival establishment and his attention drew to the poster of 'Chocomallow Cake' that hung on the opulent walls of the restaurant. That brown dessert, which was the personal favourite of the dolce chef at their own Chocomallow Cafe.

P'Forth! Teach me more! an exuberant voice echoed in his mind.

And then, he couldn't forget the look of hurt that had crossed Beam's face when Forth had turned down his request.

"Mr Jaturapom!" someone called.

He snapped his attention to Nien, who didn't look all too impressed with him. She had her arms crossed and amazingly, did resemble a 'girl' with the sleeveless turquoise dress, gold bracelet and all... yet Forth couldn't get himself half interested in her.

"Did you ask me out to ignore me all night?"

Forth took a sip of his drink and shook his head.

"No."

"Why did you ask me out?"

His attention drew to the poster of the dessert again.

Forth let out a soft sigh.

"I wish I knew."

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Wayo stopped in front of an arcade and Phana groaned

"Wayooo~~you're always playing games anyway!"

"Shut up it's for him"

After beating the shit out of him at Street Fighter, Wayo stationed Beam at the Pacman arcade and challenged Phana to a game of 'Dance Dance Revolution'

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