When the Night Comes
Chapter Five: Something
Here's an un-beta'd teaser for Merry Textmas Chapter 4 :)
When the doorbell rings, I mope towards the door in my baggy sweats. I don’t even have the chance to greet Alice before there’s a caravan behind her. She’s followed by Rose and Angela who come bearing gifts.
“Alrighty, we got some Pinot, Patron, two of the best men in the world...” Alice lists as Angela waves pints of Ben & Jerrys, “...and about five different chick flicks, so get comfy.”
The girls make themselves at home as my apartment is turned into Man-Hating Central.
“So spill. What did Textward do?” Rose cuts right to the chase as she flops down on the sofa, handing me a pint of Phish Food and a spoon.
I tell them how the day transpired in detail, including his fateful kiss with the redhead. Alice and Angie gasp, mouths agape.
“What an asshole!” Alice shouts. “Did you confront the bastard?”
“No, I was kinda in shock. I really didn’t want to see the rest of it. I already feel like I want to pour bleach in my eyes to erase the visual. I ran,” I sigh, defeated.
“Well, maybe it was a misunderstanding. Maybe it was a family member or something?” Dear Angela, always the optimist.
“Um, no. The chick was sucking his face off.”
