Chapter 3 Trying to get wasted so early?
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Ava reached her apartment and took out her key to open the door.
She was inside soon enough and she crashed on a couch as soon as she was near one. She heard knocks on the door.
Grudgingly, Ava got up and opened the door.
"Hola bestie," Kayla said as Ava let her in.
Kayla was dressed up in a tight fitting and shiny top with leather tights. She studied Ava. "You look tired," she said.
"I am," Ava replied.
"So you're not coming out with me tonight?" Kayla asked. "I was hoping we could celebrate."
"What, your cat gave birth?" Ava asked.
Kayla gave a long-suffering sigh.
"Don't look at me like that," Ava replied. "You celebrate everything."
"Tiger is male," Kay said in a mock-hurt tone. "Try to keep up."
Ava still tried to remove the cognitive dissonance of a cat that was almost as small as a hamster being called 'Tiger.'
She found a couch and sat on it as she watched her best friend.
"I got a promotion," Kayla said then. "That is why we're celebrating."
Ava's eyes lit up.
"Really? Congrats!" She said.
Kayla had been wanting this promotion for a long while now and so Ava was genuinely happy for her.
Ava and Kayla lived just next to each other but could have as well been roommates at this point. Their friendship had started with Kayla knocking on the door of the otherwise hermit-life prone Ava and asking if she had some salt she could borrow. That had been two years ago.
"So...?" Kayla asked Ava. "Are you coming out with me?"
Ava gave a long sigh. She was exhausted and hadn't planned a night out tonight.
Kayla saw that Ava was having that mental debate she always had when she tried to convince herself against doing something and so she stepped in.
"Tomorrow is a Saturday," Kayla said. "You won't be at work. Hangovers should be the least of your worries."
"I didn't say I was particularly thinking about that-"
"-And even better, we can meet hot guys at The Tunnel," Kayla said. "The multi-billionaire bad boys are always out on Friday night to chill. This should convince you."
Ava sighed. Kayla was really close to convincing her.
She had never really been serious with relationships up till this moment, content with just one-night stands and temporaries. This was because she knew there were parts of her life a normal person would take a while getting used to: parts she held locked away from the rest of the world, even her best friend Kayla didn't know about. It was one of the reasons they weren't already roommates even though they got along well together and it would greatly save cost. There were parts Kayla was not allowed to see as with the rest of the world.
Yes, whoever Ava found that night would most likely be a one-night stand, but the thrill of finding someone new was there. None of them struck her, but at least, the process was a boredom easer.
"You won," Ava said. "I'll go with you. But I don't know what to wear and if I should strain my brain to decide what, I might have an aneurysm."
Kayla rushed for the bedroom paying little attention to Ava's exaggeration and yelling: "Leave that to me!"
Ava smiled. Kayla was always jumping on opportunities like this. One of the few things they had in common- despite Ava's mostly anti-social tendencies- was their love for fashion and luxury brands, else the both of them were two ends of a rope with their very differing characteristics.
They were at the club soon enough. Ava's brown hair was brushed out behind her and she had an off-the-shoulder black top with white polka-dots and black jeans. A small black purse hung from her shoulder. She wore light makeup.
As soon as both Ava and Kayla entered the club, they went straight for the bar. After they had gotten their starting dose of high, they headed for the dance floor.
Kayla bought all the drinks as it was her treat. So when Ava and her sat down after their dance, Kayla sponsored their drinks as they casually chatted.
Soon someone came to join their small table. Ava had no idea who it was but it seemed Kayla knew the person very well...And had a crush apparently.
Kayla ran her hand through her hair as she introduced her colleague to her neighbour and bestfriend.
"Nice to meet you too, Brandon," Ava said to the man and nudged her friend to stop drooling at him.
"Can I buy you ladies drinks?" Brandon asked, eyes on Kayla.
Ava was about to protest when Kayla nodded. "Yes, thank you."
Brandon nodded and flashed her a smile. He headed for the bar.
"Wow. Trying to get wasted so early?" Ava asked Kayla.
"We can't turn down a free drink now, can we?" Kayla smiled sheepishly.
Ava rolled her eyes. "Will you stop being an agreeing machine and ask him out already?"
"No," Kayla said firmly. "I'm not sure he likes me like that."
"Urghhhhh...." Ava groaned as she ran her palm across her face. "You couldn't tell even if it bit you in the ass."
"I don't want to ruin our working relationship if it turns out that he doesn't feel the same," Kayla whined.
Brandon was back with the drinks. Despite Ava's near protest, she picked up a glass as soon as it hit the table. Kayla gave her a look and Ava stuck her tongue at her.
"So Brandon, tell us about your work," Ava started. She did not particularly care, but it beat awkward silences. With the way this crush thing was going, she could see a lot of awkward silences in their future.
"Kayla and I work in the same firm, actually," Brandon said.
"So tell me about your work then," Ava corrected.
As Brandon began to talk and Kayla stared dreamily at him, Ava's eyes drifted behind him to watch the other clubbers: couples and friends talking and drinking. Some of them were dancing. Some of them were single, sitting alone before a bottle or two.
Ava's eyes watched them lazily until a pair of green eyes met hers. They seemed to have a special glow of their own.
Ava watched the man. From his tailor-made suit to his dark and serious countenance, Ava had a guess he was one of the famed multi-billionaire bad boys that Kayla had talked about.
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