"Terrence, why are you here?" Andrei asked coldly. His arms crossed in his chest while glaring at his cousin in front of him.

"Heh, Since I came here in this country, I always went to this club to hangout and I found you." Terrence snickered which made Andrei's fuse go mad.

"You fucker! If you even try to lure John into your stupid evil demised, I swear upon our ancestors grave you will die early." Terrence gave out a chuckle of mockery.

"I want moooorree!! Give me more!" John's slurred voice howled as he raised his half filled glass of alcohol into the air. The content splashing outside of the glass as his hands sways from side to side.

"Enough John. Your drunk!" Andrei hollored as he grabbed both of John's arms to prevent him from falling unto the tiled floor.

"Drunk? Who's drunk?!" He chuckled to himself as he slumped back down to the sofa he was seated on.

"Hmm... what a nice view. Having him drunk like this is good. You can take a good advantage of it."

"Shut your filthy mouth!" Andrei snapped and yelled.

"Maybe you should be the one shutting your mouth. Your too noisy." Terrence fired back but held a blank expression.

"I swear Terrence. If you ever,  ever touch John, I swear I'll come hunting your head down."

"Yeah? Try me? You were always the slowpoke in our family, how will you be able to stop me from getting something that I am interested in?" Terrence asked. His words were all but a challenge to Andrei.

Andrei, on the other hand, was fuming in rage. He quickly dashed out but was pulled back by the sudden tugged from John who had hugged his waist tightly.

"John let go!"

"No... give me my drink."

"No."

Then suddenly, John went silent followed by a snore that came out from John's direction.

"Cute." muttered Terrence with a smirk. Then suddenly, an idea popped out of his head.

"Hey cousin of mine, why don't we have a bet?"

While the cousins were bickering on the center of the room. Bien was still conscious to be able to hear what was happening between the two. His ears perked up when he heard Andrei's voice filled with anger.

"Don't put me in that same shitty bet with you!"

"What? Afraid to loose the bet with me? Well, to be honest, you didn't even won once from me." Terrence teased which made Andrei anxious.

--

John woke up from a constant sound of ringing from somewhere around the room. His eyes slowly open, a white ceilling greeted his eyes.

'Where the hell am I?' he thought to himself as he sat up slowly from the bed, ruffling his hair while doing so.

The ringing sound was coming from his bedside and saw his phone vibrating on the table top. Be quickly grab it but the ringing stopped then his phone rang indicating it has zero battery percent then died down.

"What the hell." He mumbled as he watch his phone die in his hands.

A groan sounded from his side and as fast as a light, his head snapped to his side and saw the face of Bien and Harold lying with him in the bed. He breaths in a sigh, thanking it wasn't some kind of one night stand that he had took home last night. He can't even remember anything since he was completely drunk.

Slowly, he slipped off the bed and thankfully, he's wearing some decent clothes consist of pants and a sleeveless shirt. Groggily, he went out of the room and recognize it was Andrei's home to be exact.

"Oh, Hello John." A sweet voice of a woman sounded behind him making him startle and immediately snapped his stature to face the woman. She was Andrei's mother.

"Oh hello Mrs. Castro. I'm so sorry for the trouble we've caused you-"

"Ohoho! Don't say that, I would be more relieve if you crash here for the night after a drinking party rather than on the streets." She giggled like a twelve year old kid. 😄

"Oh... Well, thank you for the accomodations ma'am."😅

"Oh don't be, don't be. You're always welcome here."😄

After the small talk, John ventured to the kitchen where he found Andrei cooking something on the electric stove. He was shirtless and his back was facing him while doing so. He cleared his throat and that had Andrei turning around to face him.

"Oh, your awake. Good morning."

"Mind you, its one o'clock in the afternoon already. Its no where the time we should be saying good morning." John qouted the last word with his fingers in the air, emphasizing it.

"It doesn't matter." Andrei shrugged. "Come on eat. I made your favorite meal, bacon and eggs."

"Its not my favorite. Its just the easier thing to cook during morning."

"Well whatever John. Sit down and fill your stomach with food."

John sat down on the stool and looked at his plate placed on the table before him with a smug look. Andrei turn around from the stove and put the bacon and eggs on John's plate.

"Eat."

John reluctantly brought up his fork and just pushed around his food with disinterest. Andrei was glaring at him from the other side of the table but didn't interrupt him.

"John." Andrei called out but John paid no mind to him and continued to push his food around.

"Its been what week already. Tell me the truth between you and Olivia." Andrei fired. John froze. His gaze still into the plate.

--

On the other scene, Bien and Harold had woken up when they felt the bed moved around when John stood up. Bien kick Harold when his face was too close for comfort.

"What the heck." Harold mumbled as he clutch his face.

"Ugghh, my head hurts." Bien mumbled then slowly stood up from the bed. " Where are they?"

Harold stood up from the floor while scratching his belly and rubbing his other hand on his left eye. "Dunno. I'm hungry." He whined.

The two went to find the kitchen and heard voices. When they follwed it, they found the kitchen and the two other people occupying it talking on the same table. They peeked their heads on the side of the door like childrens sneaking on something.

"Its been what week already. Tell me the truth between you and Olivia." Andrei fired.

The two couldn't even see what kind of reaction John stipulated since his back was facing them. Andrei had noticed them already but he acted like he didn't.

"I caught her having sex with someone in the comfort room for men. That's all. I don't wanna talk about this anymore."

"Hmm... what are you doing here guys?"

Harold and Bien shoot up from where they were hiding, panting in shock as they run inside the kitchen. By the door stood Terrence, half naked with his sweatpants hang dangerously low on his hips showing that V line, and a smirk plastered on his face as he crossed his arms on his chest.

Andrei gave a heated glare as John just stared at his plate disinterested.