"Tell me the truth though,"Derrick suddenly asked when he put the culinary and the dishes on the table while I hunted down the bottle of wine in the upper cabinet.
"Hmm?" I replied, rummaging through the cabinet to get the bottle. Why would anyone place it at the back of the cabinet when every one of us was short as f**k?
"He's your mate, right?" I slipped, my head hitting against the door of the cabinet.
"f**k!" I hissed, my head throbbed from the impact as I suddenly jerked and my head hit the cabinet.
"s**t. Sorry, get down here. I'll get the wine." He was by my side in a minute. I winced, the throbbing in my head subsiding to a dull ache.
"Why the hell would you ask something like that?" God it hurt.
"Well..." He got on the ladder and took the wine out in such a gracious way.
