Bonus [1]: Bath Bomb Conversation-2

"A complete square." I couldn't help but say. "He's not a square." Anmol defended. "Yes, he is." I laughed, drinking from the wine bottle. "Weren't you just complaining about how boring it was having sex with him the other day and that you couldn't even-" Someone knocked on the door, cutting Maddy's sentence off. I went to open it, stepping aside to make way for my other girlfriend to enter my flat. Audrey smiled with her perfect teeth at all of us, sitting down on the opposite couch. Her usually coily hair was straightened and she wore jeans and a yellow sweatshirt I knew I was going to have to ask where she got it from. She reached out for the wine bottle and I handed it to her. "Why are we getting drunk or-" She inspected the wine bottle, no doubt looking at the alcohol percentage. "Or a little bit tipsy at the most before going to the game?" "Because Anmol is going to break up with Doneil." I informed her. "Ugh, finally!" Audrey slouched on the couch. Anmol glared at her. "Wait, you didn't like him?" "Honey, no one did," Audrey said, taking what looked to be a much-needed drink. "I'm being honest. He was such a bore. Always went on and on about stupid shit. I had no idea how you were interested in his personality." Anmol looked slightly offended by Audrey's choice of words. "He's educated. I found that attractive." "Not to mention he was definitely hot," Audrey added. "You always get the fit guys. But usually, they have substance. Good substance. Yeah, he probably had a good dick as well-" I couldn't help but snort at my friend's comment. That was Audrey. There was no filter when it came to her. Every little 'adventure' she had was very interesting and she made sure to tell us all about them. Even Sam. Sam and Audrey hit off quickly when we first met. Safe to say, I didn't like her at first. I found her nosy and wanting to get into everyone's business often but eventually, she grew onto me. So when she starts talking about genitals or even anything related to sex I didn't flinch. Audrey shot me a look. "As I was saying. He probably had a good dick. I saw the print when he showed up one morning wearing those grey sweatpants." "Oh, my God," I mumbled. "But like his personality was so dry. Like it was a drought type of dry. The Sahara Desert dry. I don't know what type of dry but he needs a live girl to remove that dryness and you are not getting stuck with that job, honey." Anmol pulled her phone out and Maddy's eyes widened. "Whoa, don't do it over text!" "I was just going to check my Instagram feed, idiot. Breathe." "When you're over him, how about I set you up with that dude at my work?" Audrey said, looking down at her acrylic nails against her phone. Anmol raised an eyebrow. "Didn't you sleep with him two months ago?" "And?" "No," Anmol said. "Then what about that Derek guy you dated?" "Rey, there's a reason why you said dated. Dated. Past tense. Meaning not again." "That didn't stop you from jumping his bones last time you saw him," Maddy mumbled, taking the bottle from Audrey. "That was six months ago. Before I started dating Doniel. And that was a moment of impulse." "Impulse." Audrey and I said at the same time. "Yes impulse." She repeated. "We love impulse decisions that led to us being with our ex-boyfriends," Audrey grinned. "Over and over again whenever we see them." Anmol took a deep breath. "Derek is a story for another day." I looked at her. At the way she was constantly tapping at her phone screen. Like she was waiting for something. My lips parted with realization and Soccer moved beside Anmol to sit on my lap. "Derek texted you, didn't he?" Anmol's silence was the answer I received. "Holy shit." Maddy moved so she was sitting in front of Anmol. "What did he say?" "Nothing," Anmol mumbled. "Anmol," Audrey said, sitting next to Maddy. "He just texted me hey. I replied back that's what you usually do when some texts you." "Then?" "He called me. We talked." "How long?" "Long enough." Anmol quipped, avoiding our eyes. "Two hours?" Maddy asked. "Nah four," I said.