Love Loop

Ring ring ‘hello’ a soft feminine voice spoke into the phone, an inaudible response came from the other side of the phone. ‘‘sorry president I'll get him on the call’’ Vivian gave the door a gentle knock. ‘mmmm’ Tristan urged Vivian to come in. ‘it's the president’ Vivian said handing the phone over to Tristan. “Tell him I'm not in” the president answered from over the phone “I can hear you Tristan, take the damn phone.” Tristan squeezed is faced in frustration “Hey pops….” “You weren't taking my calls so I had to call the office. Tell me how was the blind date yesterday. Did you like the girl?” “It wasn't Mom this time? Dad I told you guys that I will find a wife when the time is right.” “When you're 50 you mean? All you do is work, golf and hang out with your married friends. they are married Tristan…..” Beep beep beep. …. ‘Did that brat just hang up on me? I see where his sister learned this from.’ “If he ever calls again tell him I'm not in. cook up any excuse just don't bring that phone to me.” “Yes sir but…… Tristan shot a frightening glare at her “Sorry sir” Vivian hurriedly. “wife wife wife wife wife, why won't he just get mom a co-wife. ” Later that evening in his steaming indoor jacuzzi Tristan lit his cigarette and seem to be thinking about something. Just then his phone rang. the caller ID showed Dylan. Dylan is Tristan's childhood friend they are literally family because even their families are friends. Tristan put the phone on speaker “you must be in your girlfriend's warmth” Dylan said in the joking tone “don't talk about my jacuzzi like that, you know she's more than that” “shut up. wanna grab a drink?” “dylan you know….. Dylan cut him off “……’I was busy at work and I need to rest for tomorrow’. the same lame and nerdy excuse. come on gang, live the days. I'm giving you 25 minutes to get here. I'm at my club uphill no excuse” beep beep the call ended, not giving Tristan a chance to debate. “why is everybody after me”. Minutes later Tristan was standing in front of his big mirror “i’m about to waste such good outfit for a purposeless event” Tristan grabbed his keys and after two hiss from his cologne bottle, he looked himself in the mirror again “let them have to Grace to behold majesty” He smiled and grabbed the doorknob. “one more thing…. sun glasses” he took his sun glasses and left the house. After some minutes drive he arrived at the club. from outside anyone could see the bright sign that read ‘Hill’s club n crack’ Tristan scoffs “weird dude” He made his way to the entrance. From the parking space, he could see everyone staring at him. just as he was about to open the door he was stopped by two hefty looking men at the entrance. “What's your deal dude” “you can't go in. this club is for chaebols only” one of the men answered “even if you aren't one, look like one to again access” the second guy answered. he just stood there in awe, looking at other people pass through the doors. Everyone was staring at him. a mean girl even said to him “This isn't a beach party man, ran out of clothes?” Of course his majestic outfit was a knee length joggers, a soft knitted short sleeve button up shirt, and yep….. his sunglasses “What's wrong with my fit? Do you know who I am? my friend owns this place. Let me through.” “Dylan is everyone's friend” everyone around laughed. Tristan got pissed and turned around to leave then….. “Tristan…….” Dylan saw them from the second floor and came down. “Tristan wait..” “Did you call me here to have me insulted” Dylan stopped mid way, staring at Tristan “Tristan, what are you wearing?” “You too? What the f*** is wrong with my outfit” Dylan held his laugh in “Nothing, nothing. I'm m really sorry about the way you were treated, but they were just doing their jobs.we don't allow people dressed anyhow to enter the club because you know how the rough guys are. I'm really sorry bro” “You should have told me that on the phone.” “Where do you stay? in a cave?” Dylan laughed “Come with me” they walked to the entrance Tristan shot daggers at the guards They walked in, to the second floor and and entered a luxurious VIP room. “This is my room and lucky for you, I have spare clothes in here. please change what your are wearing and come downstairs meet me at the bar stand.” Dylan shut the door and left Tristan to change his outfit. “Jesus Christ, someone can't just dress the way they want these days.” Tristan quickly changed into something nice. As he walked out of the elevator, all eyes were on him. He looked like the majesty he bragged about before stepping out to get embarrassed. He was wearing long black elegant pants that complimented his height and his all white silk shirt shine brightly as he adjusted his sleeves. He even took his time to change his hairstyle. what was missing was his sun glasses his sunglasses will ruin the outfit. He he was walking towards Dylan when a lady bumped into him “oh I'm sorry” the lady apologized “Look where you are going lady” “but I apologized” Tristan looked at her and walked away. she stood in place looking at his back as he walked away. “Hey bro” he tapped Dylan “you look amazing I am starting to wonder if you are the same guy I met outside” Dylan joked Tristan punched him lightly “So why did you call me?” “Do I need a reason to help you have fun. please. You are just 29 years old. lighten up a bit. You act like a 40 years old man, even uncle Perry doesn't behave like you do.” “Cut me some slack. And please don't compare me to that old man. “Well we are not here to talk about uncle Perry so…..” Dylan Poured him a drink. “Drink up and have real fun.” “You call drinking fun” “No. look around buddy they are girls. lots of girls.” “You know I hate girls right, especially the lousy ones” “Oh I know the perfect one for you.” Dylan picked up his phone and dialed “Hey Jenny, Dave told me he saw you in the club. can you come me meet me at the bar stand. alright there is someone I want you to meet.” Tristan looked at Dylan “Please Dylan don't do this” “Relax bro you will love her.” Dylan smiled "hey Dylan..... how are you? it's been a while." Jenny walked in. "yeah Jenny it's work and you won't get the rest." turning over to Tristan, " Jenny I will love for you to meet someone. This is Tristan my brother, Tristan this is Jenny." they both extended their hands for a handshake "Oh it's you......"