Mikey hangs up the phone. And stalks over to his dark brown leather settee. It was given to him by his aunt Marie when he just moved in 2 months ago. It was torn and Mikey hated how it squeaked when you sat on it,  and it squeaked when you shifted. Squeak squeak squeak. But this time as he plopped down on this age old couch he hears not a squeak as his mind runs a million miles an hour.

I got it. I can't believe I got. Thank You God. Amen God is good. Mikey starts to worship. Yes. New job. New start. Nothing could go wrong.

He picks up the phone to call Jonathan his best friend from Castleton University. They had been roommates for the entire 4 years of university. Bonding over the fact that they had similar back grounds and faith. They became inseparable through the years as Johny was a big brother to him, giving advice on life and relationships, even though Mikey was a full two months older than him.  He dials the number. Jonathan picks up on the second ring.

"Mikey my man", Jonathan answers over some loud music.

"Johny my boy, what are you up to?"

"Uhh... Nothing much, just over by umm... A friend's house... There's a party going on.... At the house... Of my friend" Jonathan answers a bit nervously.

"John, you can say her name. I won't break down and cry or anything like that. I know that you two are friends and I can respect that"

"Ok fine. I'm at Chrissy's. Raquel brought me out. I didn't know where I was going. She tricked me I swear."

Mikey took in a sharp breath. As much as he hated to admit it. Hearing her name still stung. Like a scar that is healed but you still feel the pain beneath it you know. It could be subconscious. But this pain felt too real.
Jonathan clears his throat.

"Mikey? "

Mikey shakes his head as if he's snapping back to reality.

"Yup. Yes I'm here" Mikey responds

"Oh yea. Did they call?"

"Did who call? "

" Idiot. The firm to give you the job. The perfect job according to you".

"Oh yea right that's why I called". It's odd how by just the mention of her name, I forget everything. Come on now, its been 4 months and 10 days. Scars have healed. Or are still healing.

"Well did they call? Did you get it? " Jonathan asks a little impatiently.

"Oh yea, they did. I got the job!"

"ha ha I knew you could do it! Mikey my man! I think this calls for a celebration. Get dressed I'll be there in 30"

"I don't know if I want to do all that. Job starts on Monday. I have two days to prepare. I just... "

" Michael Owen Brooks, you get your ass ready. You need to celebrate"

"Don't do that. Only Caroline calls out my full name. No need for swearing either" Mikey responds.
"Ugh Ass isn't swearing. Its another name for a donkey" Jonathan retorts.

"Well I don't have a donkey so I can't get it ready".

"Save the technical sh... Stuff for Monday ok.... Here comes Raquel. Should I give her the great news? "

" Yea man. And I'll get ready".

"That's my man! See you in 30".