Once outside, Payton turned over to Beverly and asked, "So, where did you sleep last night? Did you get any action?"
Beverly yawned, she was tired but she could not remember anything from last night. She did not know what happened after she got under the influence. "I'm not so sure. I really cannot remember anything that happened last night. Maybe it had to do with what I took there. But you, you look like you had a good time with your friend." She winked at Payton.
Payton scoffed and said, "Please, Desmond is everything but my friend. He's too loud to be my friend, plus, he deals. You know I afford dealers."
"Hm—mmh" she responded absent mindedly while looking at her phone and then she saw the text she got from the realtor and one from her new landlord. "Ugh! how hard is it to get a cab here? I feel like I'm doing a fucking walk of shame here. This outfit is not something I want anyone to see me in by the time."
Payton was trying to stop a cab for them but most of them were not empty.
"Relax! everyone has had their share of walk of shame. Besides, you did not do anything wrong. At least you did not sleep with Desmond—or worse, Max. Now, that would have been a terrible thing."
Beverly frowned and asked, "Who is Max?"
"Only the biggest Playboy in this city. He changes women like they are his playthings, and I mean that literally, he is rude and extremely condescending. He has this stupid rule book for his standard of girls and anyone who falls short of them becomes unworthy for his attention. So, he typically goes for model kind of girls—tall, sexy, soft spoken, skinny, hairless girls. He is very heavy on hairless girls. Oh, and he never goes for innocent looking girls. He despises them! You..." She looked at Beverly.
"What? why are you staring at me like that?"
"You are definitely not his type. I don't mean this in a bad way but he wouldn't go for someone like you—or even me."
Beverly rolled her eyes and said, "Well, whoever he is, thank God I don't have to meet him, I have enough body insecurities as it is, I cannot afford to have someone like that around me."
"I don't know, he is so fucking hot and extremely sexy. I would definitely like someone like that to be very attracted to me, or atleast take a glance at me. You know you're hot or sexy when a guy like that gives you his attention. I wish he came so you'd have seen him."
A cab finally came and they got in. The driver said a brief hello and then Payton continued, "What is crazy is that his other roommates said he was there but nobody saw him."
"Maybe nobody really cared enough for him. I mean, with the way you just described him, I wouldn't have cared too. Also, half of the people at this party were wasted, remember?"
"Yeah... You know, I am literally starving"
Beverly signed and said, "Me too"
"By the way, Bev, I didn't know you and Desmond were...I wouldn't have slept with..."
Beverly's cheeks fluttered and she said, "Oh my God, Pay! Don't mention that! I would have been so embarrassed if I had done anything with him. Oh my God!"
Payton shrugged and said, "Not so sure about that. Even if he's a huge jerk, he packs up really well down there. I cannot count how many times I..."
Beverly looked at the driver from the front mirror and quickly held Payton's mouth. She looked back at the driver and smiled awkwardly.
"Stop" she murmured to Payton and the rest of their journey was awkward.
Immediately they got home, Beverly called the movers and then went to shower.
...
Max got out of the bathroom and noticed she was no longer in his room and it made him relieved because he was about to wake her up and send her out. He also wondered why she was still in his bed when he got back from his run. Usually, the girls he is with know what to do, they never let the first light of the day meet them in his bed but she did, and then he tried to remember what she looked like—so that he would not get involved with her again but he could not. He didn't get the chance to look at her face that morning but again, he never looks at his one-night stands. His phone rang and it was from his PA at work telling him about the board meeting.
As he got dressed, he noticed that there was a yellow butterfly hair clip by his bed stand, he just grabbed it and disposed it. He knew that it belonged to the lady from last night.
"Butterfly? Really? Max, you fucked a butterfly chick? tch! What a waste!" He murmured and then took off his entire bed sheet.
Just as he was about using a new sheet, one of his roommate, Dan, walked in.
"Hey man"
Still trying to get his bed all laid out and without looking up, he replied, "Sup"
"Just checking here to make sure nobody got into your room last night."
"You didn't think to check last night?"
"Why? someone got in?"
"Yeah, this chick, I can't remember what she looked like, my memory is still fucked up but I think she is the owner of that yellow butterfly shit in the trash over there."
Dan looked inside the trash bin to examine the hair clip, then he turned to Max and asked, "You fucked a butterfly clip chick? How high were you last night?"
"Shut up!"
Dan started laughing. "Seriously?"
"What's worse is that I don't remember her face but I remember she wore a very unattractive panties, I saw it clearly this morning. I don't know who—"
"Of course you wouldn't. The girls that attended last night's party are definitely not your type, that's why I didn't bother to come call you"
"So, you guys brought in a bunch of mids?"
"Hey! Atleast we didn't fuck the one with a butterfly hair clip. You done go lower than your highschool bar" Dan laughed, he was enjoying teasing Max.
Max got to the head of his bed and as he pulled his bed drawer open, he noticed that the number of condoms he left there were still there. His fear was reconfirmed. He knew for sure that he really did not use protection last night.
Dan noticed the change on his face and asked, "Why do you look like that?"
"I think I raw-dogged her last night"
"You raw-dogged mid miss butterfly clip? Dude! What exactly did that pot do to you? I don't think I want it anymore"
"I left her some money in her purse though, do you have like a lost of people that came in here last night?"
Dan looked at Max like he had lost his mind and asked, "What? why would I have that? It's a fucking party, you don't keep a fucking attendance sheet at the door for people to sign in and out"
"Well, I left five hundred in her purse for morning after pills, and a note."
"Yeah, the note is very important, so she does not use the money to buy groceries"
Max eyeballed him for the comment and it just made Dan laugh the more.
"I can see you're enjoying this"
"You bet your sweet ass, I am!"
"I don't have time for this" Max walked into his closet to get fully dressed for work.