Uninvited Guest

Chapter Two 🧡

*Five Hours Later*

Symere: *pulling garage door down and locking doors*

Reese: it's happy hour down at Champy's we should go get a drink.

Mikey: I'm down for that. Boss you down?

Symere: *looks at the time* ehh one drink wouldn't hurt. i'll follow you guys down there

Reese: Cool.

-At Champy's-

*loud music playing*

Reese: it's packed in here *walking inside of the club*

Symere: well it is happy hour. *walking toward the bar*

Mikey: i need about ten shots of hennessy *sits at the bar next to the boys* it's been a long week.

Symere: it's only wednesday mike.

Mikey: it is? well make it 20 shots then

*amora the bartender walks up*

Amora: Hey Boys! *rest her hands on the bar* what brings you three handsome fellas in today

Symere: Just came to get a drink for happy hour. *smiles showing his perfect white teeth*

Amora: okay. you want your usual symere? *smiles*

Symere: yes ma'am i do.

Amora: *continue smiling at symere* i got you. what about you mikey and reese?

Mikey: Give Me Five Shots Of Hennessy

Symere: Give his emotional ass something light.

Mikey: What!? you don't know what i'm going through at home! i need those shots. as soon as i walk in the door she's emotional! she's eating and crying that's all she do! eat cry and FART!

Reese: *laughs* she's pregnant mike what do you expect? she's going through a lot

Mikey: *sighs* and so am i. damn i should've used protection

Symere: *sits there quite*

Reese: i'll take two ice cold beers

Amora: coming right up fellas *walks away to make the drinks*

Reese: I'm going to drain the pipe... i'll be back *walks off*

Mikey: i'm gonna step outside to call luna and let her know where i am before she have a breakdown *walks off*

Symere: *takes his phone out his pocket and texts stevie*

Amora: *walks back with drinks in her hand*
two beers for reese *sits beers down*
long island tea for you*sits drink down*
and two shots of tequila for mikey

Symere: thank you ma'am

Amora: so hows life? how is everything going at the shop?

Symere: everything's going good. business is great since the old mechanic shop on 27th street closed down.

Amora: that's good. something going wrong with my car. it could be the transmission. *shrugs her shoulders*

Symere: you should bring it to the shop. i'll definitely take a look at it for you.

Amora: thank you sy i really appreciate that *gently touches his hand while smiling* so how's stevie?

Symere: she's good.. *drinks beverage*

Amora: still having baby trouble?

Symere: *nods his head* yeaahh

Amora: so that's why you were quite when mikey start talking about luna.

Symere: if i could be in mikey shoes right now i would be so grateful. a woman carrying a child is a beautiful thing. but he just dont get it. they're people in this world who are struggling to even have a child like me and then its people like mikey who sits and complain about everything and not be grateful.

Amora: you're gonna be a great father someday. you just gotta be patience. you're gonna be bless with a child when the time is right.

Symere: *drinks more* i guess you right ...

*Reese & Mikey walks back up*

Amora: *walks away*

Mikey: *sighs* i gotta run fellas. luna needs me to help pick colors for the nursery

Reese: *drinks beer* already on daddy duties

Mikey: *shakes his head and takes a shot*

Symere: aye amora *signals her to come over* another tea please!

Mikey: *takes other shot and gets up* i'll see y'all tomorrow. take it easy

Reese: *drinks* see ya mike

*amora sits other tea down*

Symere: yeah see ya *drinks his beverage*

*mikey leaves*

Reese: *looks at symere* you good boss?

Symere: yeah i'm good... *drinks some more of his beverage* this ain't strong enough. mora!?!? give me four shots of tequila.

Reese: yeah .. you good alright *laughs and drinks his beer*