As I drank my 12th shot, I shook my head. "This is getting pretty boring, don't ya think?"


Kio just smirked and said, "Try winning against me, sis. Maybe it'll be fun."


I rolled my eyes at him, as he stared at me. "What?" I asked.


"Do you have a boyfriend?" He teased.


I sat in a girly way. "Well, I'm still married to Zayn. Though besides him, I also have Liam."


He laughed. "No, seriously. Do you have one?"


"Why bother?" I am getting annoyed.


"Uhm, 'cause I have this one good friend---"


"Are you trying to be a matchmaker?" I furiously asked.


"Why, no! Of course not. I'm just... asking for that friend, I guess?"


I looked at Kio with a playful look. He seemed aloof when I did the eye thing, so I just said, "Hmm, 'kay."


"She feels pretty attached to this guy. I'm just scared she might get her ass cheeks hurt." He looked pretty alarmed. I wonder who this is.


"Oh, why don't you tell her you're concerned? She might listen to you."  


"How the fuck should I tell her? Should I be like, 'Hey boo, get your shit together. He's obviously not into you.'"


"Of course not. You'd be way pass your limit if you tell her that. Why not just speak out? If she listens, that's good. If not, let her learn her lesson."


He kinda thought of it deeply. Eventually he just shook his head. "I guess, I'll let her be." 




He became silent and deep in thoughts.



"Who is this person? I'm suddenly intrigued."


"You might not know her, though. She's Jen. 3 blocks away from ours."


"How does this concern my relationship, if I even have one?" My curiosity kicked in.

   
"Maybe you could give me some words of wisdom about this stuff. Just... something like that. Like maybe I can learn from your experiences. Turns out you're still as virgin as me."


"Oooh. You look so bothered about this girl Jen, huh. I smell something here. Hihi." I goofily said.


"Oh come on. Don't you even think of me in that way. You're insulting my womanhood." He act as if he really got hurt.


I just laughed. He took my bottle and took a sip too. We continued playing Jenga shots until we heard a soft knock on the door.


















"Can I butt in?"

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