I rolled my eyes and turned back to my dresser, to hide the booze and to shut the drawer, before I went back to the desk. Vikkie was still busy with her nails, while I began to pour the Whisky into the glasses. And while I mixed the drinks, I couldn’t resist to talk to the Valkyrie.
“Red nail varnish? So you plan something big tonight?” I asked, as if I wouldn’t know.”What are you talking about? I plan always something and you know, that this color fits to my hair!!” Victoria answered uppity. And I said: ” Sure, but leave someone for me tonight. Always, when you take a guy, you bring him back broken! That aren’t nails, that are claws! There is no fun anymore, when I’ve to see their scratched backs!” ” Okay, okay! Crybaby! Next time I’ll scratch a message into my victim, or better a joke. So you would have your fun! And now, out of my sight! Can’t you see, I’m busy here!” said the Valkyrie and even I thought it was funny and smirked back.
The drinks were done, and I took two glasses and delivered them to the others. Sindy wasn’t too satisfied, as she had to put her mobile away, and Susan lifted barely her hand, so I had to bend forward, to give it to her.What a lazy bum! After that I fetched my own glass from the desk and walked over with it to my bed. I took a comfortable seat on my bed, right next to Susan and we drank and watched TV. It was a usual day with the usual smalltalk and I lay there on my bed, while I gulped my drink down. Soon was my glass empty and I stood up to fetch more.
Susan gave me her glass and I looked over to Sindy, but her glass was still full. Gosh, she was even too busy to take a sip. I marched over to my desk and noticed, that Victoria left the office chair to take a seat on the ground. She even took off her Jeans and now she sat there with bowed legs in order to varnish her toe nails. Her white string was fully exposed and all I could think: Why white? White is the color of innocence and she is nothing like that. It looked even like one of mine, or was it mine? That was too much for me, but what could I say? I just tried to ignore her and went over to my desk.
I grabbed a bottle and poured the apple juice into the glasses. Wait a moment, was it apple juice? Didn’t we drink… something else? No it was apple juice, what should it else be? And I brought it here into my room, like I remember. But I felt, that something wasn’t right. I just couldn’t place a finger on it.
Soon I walked back to my bed, with two glasses of apple juice. I handed Susan her glass and then I lay back on my place to watch some TV. The apple juice doesn’t seem right as I drank it, because somehow I’ve missed a prickle, and the TV show wasn’t as good either. Susan watched a kids-show and all I could do was to frown.
