to do that."
"Can you please just fucking tell me what you're trying to say…just get straight to the point." I started as the anger inside me was about to reach its maximum. "Because as you might have guessed, I'm not as mentally inclined as I am academically."
And there goes a hint of amusement that I didn't mean to use…again.
"We're telling you to be serious. Because when you start looking for Mr. Right…"
I cut him off.
"Why is everyone telling me to think long term?" I seethed through gritted teeth.
"It's just the two of us." Anthony offered, hoping to placate me.
Apparently, the two of them realized that the bar wasn't really a good place to talk since people were starting to stare and listen to our heated conversation, so what they did was to drag me up back to the empty V.I.P. room (the rest might have been dancing), and continue the argument inside the private bathroom. I sat on the toilet bowl, with its cover down of course, while the two guys continued to smolder me with looks full of intensity. Looking from a few feet away, Anthony leaned his whole body on the tiled wall, while Nathan sat on the floor, right in front of me. I sitting down on the toilet bowl was looking down at him blandly, as he looked up at me with concern on his face.
"You're going to thank us someday." Nathan said, gifting me with a forced smile.
I pondered his words carefully, and couldn't help but snicker. Cocking an eyebrow up at me, he wondered and questioned the expression on my face. Anthony remained at the far part of the bathroom, listening to the conversation.
"I'm going to be happy by not having fun?" I asked, and later on I added, "And I'm supposed to thank you guys for that?"
"We're not telling you to stop having fun." Anthony said, speaking for the first time since we got to the comfort room, arms falling lazily beside him.
"Then tell me what you guys mean, because I don't want to waste my time pondering on something that is against my beliefs." I said, with a smug expression.
I knew they were just trying to help, but the both of them acting like my mom and taking control over me is something too much. They've crossed the line and even after countless times of showing them that I wasn't amused with their help, they still continued, and wouldn't let go.
"Alex, what you do now will affect your future, and the decisions you make that are not thought about carefully may lead to regret later on."
"Wow, Nathan…" I said, mock-impressed. "I didn't know you were such an Einstein."
"Alex…" He said in the same tone that kept telling me he was pissed but was just trying to hide it. I heard Anthony let out a sigh for the nth time tonight, but he didn't talk. I figured it was all Nathan in this, and Anthony was just pulled by Nathan to get me out of that whole kissing scene, judging by the way Nathan was being insightful all throughout the conversation while Anthony just agreed to the things his friend said.
"Answer me this…what's ahead of you? I mean after you graduate and stuff." He said, resting a comforting hand on my lap. I let his hand linger there since it'd be rude of me if I swat it away, and besides…it was warm.
"Modeling contracts…" I said, looking away from him, as I surveyed the bathroom.
The design was very Earthy and Japanese-inspired. It was big compared to the usual bathrooms, but hey…this wasn't a usual bathroom. It was a comfortable room in the V.I.P section, only for the best. I laughed at that thought, and both the guys looked at me, confused. They must've thought I was an idiot to be laughing for no apparent reason.
"I just thought of something…sorry." I said quickly, before they nodded apprehensively at me.
"You're not taking this seriously…" Nathan said, getting uneasy for no apparent reason.
He Indian-sat on the floor, but still remained near me. His head stayed looking up, so as not to
"Can you please just fucking tell me what you're trying to say…just get straight to the point." I started as the anger inside me was about to reach its maximum. "Because as you might have guessed, I'm not as mentally inclined as I am academically."
And there goes a hint of amusement that I didn't mean to use…again.
"We're telling you to be serious. Because when you start looking for Mr. Right…"
I cut him off.
"Why is everyone telling me to think long term?" I seethed through gritted teeth.
"It's just the two of us." Anthony offered, hoping to placate me.
Apparently, the two of them realized that the bar wasn't really a good place to talk since people were starting to stare and listen to our heated conversation, so what they did was to drag me up back to the empty V.I.P. room (the rest might have been dancing), and continue the argument inside the private bathroom. I sat on the toilet bowl, with its cover down of course, while the two guys continued to smolder me with looks full of intensity. Looking from a few feet away, Anthony leaned his whole body on the tiled wall, while Nathan sat on the floor, right in front of me. I sitting down on the toilet bowl was looking down at him blandly, as he looked up at me with concern on his face.
"You're going to thank us someday." Nathan said, gifting me with a forced smile.
I pondered his words carefully, and couldn't help but snicker. Cocking an eyebrow up at me, he wondered and questioned the expression on my face. Anthony remained at the far part of the bathroom, listening to the conversation.
"I'm going to be happy by not having fun?" I asked, and later on I added, "And I'm supposed to thank you guys for that?"
"We're not telling you to stop having fun." Anthony said, speaking for the first time since we got to the comfort room, arms falling lazily beside him.
"Then tell me what you guys mean, because I don't want to waste my time pondering on something that is against my beliefs." I said, with a smug expression.
I knew they were just trying to help, but the both of them acting like my mom and taking control over me is something too much. They've crossed the line and even after countless times of showing them that I wasn't amused with their help, they still continued, and wouldn't let go.
"Alex, what you do now will affect your future, and the decisions you make that are not thought about carefully may lead to regret later on."
"Wow, Nathan…" I said, mock-impressed. "I didn't know you were such an Einstein."
"Alex…" He said in the same tone that kept telling me he was pissed but was just trying to hide it. I heard Anthony let out a sigh for the nth time tonight, but he didn't talk. I figured it was all Nathan in this, and Anthony was just pulled by Nathan to get me out of that whole kissing scene, judging by the way Nathan was being insightful all throughout the conversation while Anthony just agreed to the things his friend said.
"Answer me this…what's ahead of you? I mean after you graduate and stuff." He said, resting a comforting hand on my lap. I let his hand linger there since it'd be rude of me if I swat it away, and besides…it was warm.
"Modeling contracts…" I said, looking away from him, as I surveyed the bathroom.
The design was very Earthy and Japanese-inspired. It was big compared to the usual bathrooms, but hey…this wasn't a usual bathroom. It was a comfortable room in the V.I.P section, only for the best. I laughed at that thought, and both the guys looked at me, confused. They must've thought I was an idiot to be laughing for no apparent reason.
"I just thought of something…sorry." I said quickly, before they nodded apprehensively at me.
"You're not taking this seriously…" Nathan said, getting uneasy for no apparent reason.
He Indian-sat on the floor, but still remained near me. His head stayed looking up, so as not to
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