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Did I mention I’m drinking on an empty stomach?
“What on earth?” Jamie looks from me to Lee, then glances at Jack. “You seeing this too, mate?”
“Oh, I am.” Jack’s blue eyes track our frenetic dance moves for a moment. Then he shrugs and says, “Right then. What’re we drinking?”
11
OUR PARTY OF TWO TURNS INTO A PARTY OF FOUR AS OURroommates crack open another bottle and proceed to empty it in five minutes flat. At some point, Jamie orders pizza, and we eat while the music plays and the wine flows. Lee forces us to play a game called “tell me a secret,” which basically just entails him demanding to know private details about our lives and then pouting each time we don’t want to spill the tea.
It’s the most fun I’ve had in a long time. I love it here. I love these guys and this flat and the freedom—thefreedom.
It’s even more intoxicating than all the alcohol we’re consuming.
Now it’s nearing midnight, the table is littered with empty pizza boxes, and the wine’s all gone. I’m curled up in the armchair, drunk and happy. Jamie’s on one end of the couch. Lee’s on the other, swiping on his phone. Jack’s lying on the carpet, his head resting on a throw pillow as he watches soccer on TV.
“You know what, Abbs?” Jamie drawls from his perch.
“What, Jamie?” I play along.
“You’re a cool bird.”
That makes me smile. “Thank you.”
“Thought you were sort of meek when you first showed up,” he continues, his tone contemplative, words a bit slurred.
I’m miffed by that comment. “Meek?”
“Meek. Timid. Maybe a wee bit of a prude, yeah?” He’s on a roll, too inebriated to realize I’m glaring at him. “But you’re good fun. You’ve got banter.”
“Thanks?” I’m still not sure if I’m angry he thought I was a prude.
“And you’re fit,” he adds, winking at me.
“Sofit,” Lee agrees, though his gaze remains glued to his phone.
His swiping finger is busy, busy, busy. Grindr, I’m guessing.
“Abbs!” he suddenly exclaims. “Come here and see this bloke.”
I go to the couch and settle between Jamie and Lee, leaning over the latter’s phone. “Oh, he’s cute.” I admire the profile pic on the screen.
“Says here he’s new to this app,” Lee says, skimming the dude’s bio. “Recently got out of a five-year relationship— ”
“With a woman,” I finish with a gasp. “Been questioning his sexuality for a while and wants to do some exploring to figure out if he’s bi.”
“Bi-curious lads are fun,” Lee informs me.
“Scroll up?” When he does, my jaw falls open, and I swivel my gaze back to Lee. “His name is George? Are you kidding me?”
“Bi George,” Jack supplies.
“Bi-CuriousGeorge,” Jamie corrects.
There’s a beat of silence and then we all hoot in laughter, because the moniker is utterly brilliant.
I watch as Lee swipes right on George. Instantly, the wordsIt’s a Match!pop up on the screen.
“Lovely.” Satisfied, he turns to wink at me. “Third George’s the charm, right?”
