Of Friends and lovers

It was the year 2025 when we were finally able to take our Vegas trip. We planned to go as a group of 5 but I’m fine with my triad of evil. A few years ago we got ghosted by our friends Diamonds and Clubs. I guess some part of me hoped that we could get back together and be friends again. I texted Diamonds just in case, but he didn’t respond. I asked Spades if we could invite Zella, A friend I knew since 1st grade and she knew from highschool. It felt bad to think that we were planning to go with the guys and then all of the sudden they ghosted us.

I have a problem where I remember things that others don’t. I remember when I had a fake argument with Diamonds about Anime abs. I remember when my old friend Kevin sat with me at lunch so I wouldn’t be by myself. I remember when Spades held up a sticky note every time she saw me to help her remember my name. Betrayal hurts a lot more when you have a memory like mine. I guess it’s my fault for thinking we could actually be friends.

Me and Spades were 24, Zella and the guys were 25. If only this trip would’ve gone like we planned. First, we angered the other plane passengers while trying to teach Spades all the childhood hand games. I told her that I would, back when we were hanging out with the guys. I also thought it’d be funny to annoy complete strangers on a plane. I’m kidding, it wasn’t that serious.

1. Don’t come back with a different number of people than you left with

2. Don’t let your girl walk off with someone that seems shady

3. No girl left behind

4. Don’t let your girl get Vegas married

Next thing on the list was buying contraceptives. I can’t speak for the other girls, but I was definitely planning to fuck on this trip. I know what you want to ask and I’ll get to that later. I made sure to get a pack of Magnums and Plan b just in case. I left Jersey a virgin, but that would be changing on this trip. I didn’t tell The girls how driven I was to have sex, I just mentioned it as a possibility. It’s not like I planned on keeping it a secret or anything, I just didn’t want to be that girl. You know the one who ruins the fun by only talking about how she wants to get screwed..

Then, we of course we had to check into our hotel room and unpacked some of our stuff. I had to decide on an outfit to wear for the night. I was clumsy enough to drop my contraceptive bag and the box of condoms fell out. I had never seen or used a condom before so I opened it. Suddenly, my phone rang. It was spam so I didn’t answer. Then I went into the bathroom. I tried to psych myself out of it. I hoped he wouldn’t be there or at least we wouldn’t see him.

I’m annoying so I kept asking when we’d leave the room. In my defense, it was 7pm and we’d been on the ground for 2 hours. I was like a child waiting to go to a candy store but the candy is fun. We decided to go to the nearest club. We danced for like 20 minutes before I got curious about drinks.

“Let’s go get a drink, I just hope that- oh.” Then I bumped into him. Someone I hoped I would never see again. “Sorry sir.” I heard his voice but I thought I was just imagining it.

“It’s fine, your highness.” Only one person called me that. I couldn’t deny it or blame my delusions. It was really him. The legendary Diamonds standing right in front of me.

“How did you...Diamonds, It’s great to see you again.” It seemed like that was the only thing to say, or yell.. You can’t hear Anything in a club except the bass of the songs. It was really overwhelming dealing with someone I hadn’t seen in a long time..