"IT'S TRUE I will be bound to marry a girl next month. That's why I am here to..."
"For a bachelor party? Goddammit! Man! Let's get f*****g wasted here!" Zyron aggressively called a waiter and ordered so many drinks.
Blakee shook his head then looked at him with an apologetic face. He didn't know why, but it felt like he was apologizing for him. For what reason then?
"Tell me that was a f*****g lie, Montero!" Dwaye suddenly spoke angrily. His jaw clenched. "We already finished talking about this! What the f**k is on your mind?!"
"I f*****g need her." Blakee said firmly. "You know that. We f*****g talked about that. I was clueless before."
"f**k it!" Dwaye almost swept the bottles off the table.
"Chill! What's going on? What are these brutes talking about?" Zyron asked cluelessly. "f*
