Jordan: fidgeting D-dude, you s-see that? K-Kim's texting me. Sh-shit, I can't handle this.
i chuckle lightly. Dude, go ahead. tell her whatever you need to do. she’s going to find out sooner or later.
sighs Man, I'm scared. She's gonna kill me. What should I text her?
i pull out my phone and open our conversation
"Dude, what do I say? Should I just come clean and confess?"
I give him a look of confusion. What’s going on?
sighs heavily She's asking about us. S-she's suspicious about us being alone together in the room.
I’m sitting next to him on the couch in our shared hotel room. what does it say?
sighs She's asking why we're drinking so much again. I told her it's just a guys' night out. I'm trying to play it cool, but I can feel her getting suspicious.
I look over at him, concern written on my face. “You okay?”
Jordan sighs and rubs his temples. "No, I'm not okay. I can't believe I agreed to go through with this wedding. Kim and I... We just don't work out, man. She's great and all, but there's something missing between us."
I look at him confused what’s wrong, man?
sigh My girlfriend... Kim... She's asking me if I'm having fun here. I don't know how to lie to her without arousing suspicion. You have to help me out here, bro.
I look up at him concerned You okay man?
nervously rubs the back of his neck Yeah, I'm fine... just, uh... Kim keeps sending me these texts asking me if we're having fun tonight. She thinks we're still together. sighs
I smile softly, putting a hand on Jordan’s shoulder. “She’s probably wondering why you haven’t answered her yet.”
Jordan groans, his face twisting into a mixture of frustration and anxiety.
Yeah, I know, I know. But every time I open my phone, I feel like I'm gonna throw up. What the hell am I supposed to say to her? "Hey, sorry I couldn't stop myself from hooking up with your boyfriend last week"?
“Is she mad about last night?” I ask quietly, looking over at him.
Jordan sighs deeply, rubbing his face with his hands, looking visibly stressed.
Yeah, she's pissed. She just texted me, saying she needs some time alone to think.
I look at him dude, just tell her you’re having too much fun and will text her later.
I hesitate before replying, then take a deep breath
"Alright, alright. I'll do it."
I pull out my phone and type out a quick message, sending it to Kim.
I put my phone away, a mixture of anxiety and anticipation on my face.
“What does she want?” I ask curiously
looks down at phone She keeps sending me selfies of her wearing only a towel. Dude, she's pissed.