*April 8th (Mauritian time): Welcome to the Party
Matt grinned, “Hey you know what else I can do? Go back to the 1880s when that phrase was last used!” He laughed, reaching out and patting Ryker on the shoulder. He couldn’t help it.
“I guess you’re right though. We already know we really like each other and I just want to be with her, y’know?” He took another sip of beer, shaking his bottle as he realised it was almost empty. “I forget you’ve never seen this side of me before, the side who does do relationships.”
He finished the bottle and slammed it down on the table. “Right. Time for something a little heavier than beer.” He rubbed his hands and pulled out his wallet. “Jager?”
Ryker rolled his eyes, shaking his head yet smirking.
“See there you go. It should be that easy, it usually fucking is with Keona. Has been ever since she turned thirteen and my friends noticed her,” Ryker said with a shrug. He paused for a moment wishing his own love life was taht simple.
Ryker laughed, nodding. “Sure man, whatever. Just don’t puke on me later when your old ass body can’t take it.”