This is a little nerve-wracking. I usually do not call people, I prefer texting. But since he had asked me to call him, he should be expecting me. I called and waited for him to pick me up. His phone rang for a minute before leading me to his voice mail. I assumed he was still at the pub and decided to go to bed. I changed into my pyjamas, brushed my hair and got on my bed. That's when he called me. 

I took a deep breath before I picked it up.

"Hallo?" He said, "My bad, I was throwing up,"
"Oh-OH JEEZ! Are you okay?" I was concerned. 
"Yeah, my stomach is quite weak to alcohol,"
"Yet, you were drinking like an Irishman,"

"Well, what can I say? I have some Irish blood in me,"
"Like hell you do,"
"Yeah, I burp like an Irishman. Maybe my great grandfather was Irish,"
"That sounds like such a lit coming from you,"

He chucked, "Why? Am I so untrustworthy?"
"No, you are a troll though,"
"Oh wow! Okay, I see how it is. I was the only one who saw promise in this friendship,"
"Yup,"

"This friendship is giving me cock and balls torture,"
"What?" I laughed, "Get up from that cactus you're sitting on first of all"
He laughed, "Done. Daffine, are you free tomorrow?"
"Yes, I should be. Why?"
"Let's meet up again tomorrow. We can go to Glen's place. He's a friend of mine and he has an awesome car that I want to show you. We modified it together."

"Do you like cars?"
"I love them. I don't like luxury cars, I like making my own cars. Just buy a plain car, give it new types, new exhaust, boost up the engine. I'm into it,"
"You also like computers,"
"Yeah?"

"You got a lot of hobbies,"
"Don't you?"
"No, I just... I like reading and writing. Sometimes I play a guitar,"
"You can play a guitar?!"
"A bass guitar, yes,"

"I want to hear that,"
"Right now?"
"Yeah! Show me! Or make me hear. Whatever works!"

We talked till the morning that night. I went to bed at six. I had a class at nine, so I barely slept. I was so sleepy the entire day. And so many lectures to attend, and notes to make. By the time I was done, I was so tired that I fell asleep in the library. When the librarian woke me up at nine in the evening, she was closing the library. I had missed out on the plans I made with Max. I looked at my phone. He hadn't texted and no calls either. I guess he forgot too. Well, that's only convenient. 

I got home and had my dinner. Then, I went to bed. I didn't hear from Max for another two days, until he texted me out of the blue one afternoon, "Do you want to call?"
"Sure," I replied and he called me. 

"What are you doing?" He asked. I told him I was reading a magazine and eating chips. He told me he was fishing with his friends. I asked him why he called me if he was already with his friends,
"Isn't it obvious? You are more fun to talk to," I could hear his smile in his voice. Well, that was good. I was worried if I had offended him by not showing up that evening, but I think he really did forget. So, I didn't bring it up either. 

-To be continued