Bar, drinking and friends

[Passage of time, night before]

"Hi". Greeting Vidia with a smile, seeing her at the bar. My smile dies as soon as I notice the irritation present on her face. "What happened?"

"Fernando happened". He responds with an angry voice, taking the drink and putting the glass firmly on the table. "That pile of manure".

I smiled at it, it was impossible to avoid. It was amazing how unstable they were, and one minute they were in a bed of roses and the next, planning their deaths. Of course I couldn’t judge.

"What did the dung heap do this time?" I ask ironically, still smiling from Vidia’s expression.

"Do you believe that Fernando had the courage to cancel the wedding decoration? Mel called him, practically celebrating". Vidia’s anger was in a very large proportion, expressed in his eyes. "How did he have courage?"

"I thought you postponed the wedding". I speak getting confused.

"Exactly, I postponed it. So why cancel the decoration?" Vidia shouts louder, in fury.

"You organized all this in order to increase ties with Fernando, said you wanted to try to make it work. Shouldn’t you sit down and talk about it?" I ask the obvious.

Vidia looks at me with closed eyes, threatening. I raise my arms in surrender, being silent. Fernando didn’t deserve me to risk my life for him. In the next few minutes I hear Vidia refer to the groom with several bad words, which was hilarious.

"Fernando and Filipe are men of the worst kind". Vidia speaks making me look at her carefully.

"Philip?" I ask getting confused and on alert.

"I heard the girls say that they saw him talking to Bianca on the phone and that he was even smiling in his face". Dia talks by approaching me and saying everything in a secret tone. "Didn’t you know that?"

"No, that idiot assured me they had nothing!" I reply a little louder, trying to control the anger that was growing.

I took a deep breath and swallowed all that. Philip and I hit it off, I believed him. But my head starts to create a lot of paranoia. Bianca was prettier, younger and much more interesting.

I snort anger and take the drink glass of Vidia, taking the contents for good.

"Idiots!" I exclaim angrily as my head works on creating various strange scenarios.

"I will not stand still and wait for Fernando to repent". Vidia speaks decisively, rising from the chair and staggering a little. " I’ll fuck him up".

"That!" I exclaim louder, supporting his idea.

"Let’s go!" Vidia calls and we walk to the hotel exit.

We were hugging each other so we wouldn’t fall.

***

"My God, how could we have been so irresponsible?" I question Vidia while drinking coffee.

A few mémorias had arrived, thank God only for dances and vomiting. I had bathed in Vídia and took advantage and took along. Now we were here, wearing borrowed clothes, listening to jazz very quietly on the radio and eating some hard cheese rolls.

"So we met at the club in Paris, don’t know how we got here?" We were trying to retrace our steps, to know how we got there.

"I remembered one thing". Liam’s girlfriend Celine talks to get everyone’s attention. " You kept saying that your husband was rich and had a plane, said that they would make a baby when he got home".

Celine finished talking and we all laughed, except Vídia who covered his face with shame, so I hugged.

"No need to be embarrassed friend, we both embarrassed together". I speak and Vidia smile with me. " Imagine when the bachelorette party comes, we end up creating a religion or something like that". We all smile.

After we had our bellies full and borrowed clothes, Liam and Celine took us to the airport. We smiled a lot on the way, our craziness and how we lost control. Soon we were in front of the airport.

"I don’t even know what to do to thank you". I speak with a smile, incredibly grateful. "Thanks to you we are saved and well". Complete. "I promise I will reward you".

"Don’t worry, the experience is worth it". Liam talks smiling and touching Celine’s belly. "I already have a story to tell my kids when they’re big".

I see the happiness in their eyes and how they touch Celine’s belly, it was their little boy. I feel happy just knowing that they were happy. So we said goodbye, taking the contacts of course, and headed towards Fernando’s plane.

By sheer irony, Fernando and Filipe were there, in their suits and wearing their postures of owners of the world. I saw Vídia cower and come closer to me, and I smiled at her.

"Explanations". Requires Fernando with a serious tone of voice.

Fernando looks at Vídia with his arms crossed, as if he were a fighting father. I smile from the scene, it was impossible not to smile.

"The explanation is as follows". I begin to speak and everyone, including Philip approaches me. " We drink until we forget our names and stop here in Paris". I conclude smiling.

When I noticed that only I was smiling, I faced them confused.

"Do you think it’s nice to drink and stop in Paris?" Now it’s Philip’s turn to approach me and cross his arms.

"I think". I respond quickly. " Once I drank and stopped in a horrible city, there were only strange people". I speak to Vídia and we both smile remembering.

When we realize that there are two bosses we stop smiling.

"You’ll never walk with her again". Fernando talks pulling Vídia and heading towards the plane.

"You’ll never get rid of me!" I speak loudly and in a threatening tone so Fernando could listen.

And now, looking closer, I realize how beautiful and elegant Filipe was in a suit. I show a smile, getting in a good mood just because of her beauty.

"Boyfriends usually warn when they are going to do something this crazy". Filipe speaks in a tone of scolding.

I show him my hand and Philip faces me confused.

"Do you see?" I ask.

"No". Replies confused.

"Neither do I, there is nothing here". Complete shaking my fingers with an ironic smile, making Philip snort.

I start walking towards the plane. When I look back, Filipe is still there, staring at me like I’m some kind of crazy person.

"Do you take so long to reason handsome?" I ask a little loudly so he can hear.

Filipe looks at me with one of the arched eyebrows, what makes him more beautiful, after all, what in this man is ugly? Oh I know, the fact that I almost got engaged and hid it from me. I slap him in the arm as he approaches, for having remembered it.

"Ouch!" Even the slap has been weak. " Why am I getting it?" asks confused.

"I should take more just for asking". I answer angrily going after him.

But Philip runs from me. He runs to one side and to the other, being much faster than me. By the time we realized we were smiling at that silly joke. I sat on a bench, even not knowing if I could stay there. I sighed, not a sigh of weariness or frustration, but peace.

Filipe sat next to me with a beautiful smile and I looked at him knowing that if there was a "relationship", we would have many problems. But, by God, why do I still feel this feeling? Why does it seem to grow and I feel that at any moment everything can overflow?

"What was mia?" Philip asks noticing my change and sitting next to me.

"I’m just happy". I respond with a smile, which is soon returned by Philip.

"I’m glad you’re in a good mood, because it’s my turn to be upset". Filipe talks with that usual goofy smile and winks at me, before walking back towards the plane.

All right, I deserved it.