“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Nick stomps off into the bushes after his fourth ball while the other two laugh. Brian has to sit down for laughing after a while and Kevin almost falls over his stick. “Fucking ball!” Nick yells from the bushes. “Owch!”
“Frack?!” Brian laughs out before stumbling to his feet and running into the bushes with Kevin. They find Nick face down in a puddle and stop, trying hard not to laugh again. “What happened?” Brian asks as Nick rolls over and sits up with a groan.
“I ran into this dumb tree,” Nick says before glaring at the tree in question. “I swear the fucker moved!” He stands up and hits the tree branch, which springs back and whacks him off his feet and into the puddle again. Brian offers him a hand and then has to lean against the tree to laugh. Kevin has just given up and tears are rolling down his face.
“You picked the only puddle in the ENTIRE state!” Kevin laughs.
“It picked ME!” whines Nick as they laugh even harder. “Aw, shadup!” He grabs his golfball and stalks back onto the green, scaring an elderly couple as he re-appears from the bushes with dirt on his face and twigs in his hair.
“I SO am drivin’ the buggy!” Nick yells at Brian as Kevin sinks his ball in a hole.
“You gotta catch me first!” Brian cackles, setting off at a run towards the buggy.
Nick follows him and soon catches up. He reaches out and pulls Brian’s shirt so that he can overtake.
“Foul play!” Brian yells, running faster at Nick. He reaches him and sticks out his golf stick to trip Nick. Nick trips but keeps running until he finally concedes victory to gravity and hits the ground. He rolls as Brian’s about to run past and trips him. Brian lands on top of Nick heavily.
“Oof!” Nick pushes Brian off and struggles to his feet, but Brian grabs his ankle and refuses to let go. “Get off!” Nick shakes his leg and pulls Brian along the ground with him. Brian’s grip moves up Nick’s pants, dragging them slowly down. Nick doesn’t realise and moves faster. Brian falls off Nick’s leg and into a sand bank, taking Nick’s pants down as he falls. Nick trips over his pants and lands on the ground. Brian sits up in the sand and looks over at Nick. Kevin has caught up with them and is howling at the sight of Nick’s bare butt stuck up in the air.
“You sure picked a day to go commando Nicky!” he chokes out as Brian rolls in the sand laughing. Nick pulls his pants up and stands up, wriggling his bum cheekily.
“When you’ve got a fine ass like mine…”
“That flight was WAY too long,” I state, matter-of-factly. “Well, should we call the boys from here or wait until we get home?”
“Let’s leave them in misery for a little while longer,” Jade giggles and I nod my head.
When we finally get home we pay the cab driver and walk up to the door.
“You know what I missed most about this place?” I ask her, shoving my key into the door. Turning the lock, I push the door open and drop my luggage onto the floor.
“THE COUCH!” we yell, running and jumping on it forcefully. Much to our surprise, it falls over on its side and we tumble to the ground.
“Whoa.”
“It’s never done that before.”
We climb off the ground and pull the couch back up. Laughing to ourselves, we both reach for the phone.
“You use that one, I’ll get my cell out,” Jade offers.
“Are you sure? I can use mine-”
“No, it’s fine.”
I pick up the phone and press speed dial 3.
“This is for the game,” Kevin cackles, readying himself to knock the ball in the final hole.
Nick and Brian roll their eyes at him.
“Just do it already.”
“Limbering…” Kevin says with a laugh. After a few swings, he’s ready to hit the ball. As he raises the stick, a cell phone rings. Both Brian and Nick lunge for theirs and Kevin almost falls over trying to stop his swing from touching the ball.
“Mine!” Nick grins, grabbing his phone and answering. Brian pulls a face at him. “Hey Ali. Good flight?”
“Ugh, great,” I reply, my voice caked with sarcasm.
“Miss ya already.”
“I miss you, too. But I got Jade to keep me company,” I say, cheery as possible.
“I know, and that’s SO not fair. I don’t understand why I couldn’t come!”
“Probably because Jade won’t try to feel me up while I’m taking pictures, unlike someone else I know.”
“Well, there was that time with the Twinkies…” he moans.
“Ugh! Will you get off that already!?”
“Get off TO that you mean? Hell yeah!” he smirks.
“Nickolas Gene Carter!” I crack up at his middle name.
“Shut up, Alicia Jordan McNamara!”
“Bite me.”
“Gladly.”
“Oh wait, you’ll have to wait until Thursday,” I laugh.
“THURSDAY?! You said Wednesday,” he whines.
“I lied. Naw, see this is what happened. Two of the guys can’t make it on Tuesday, so I’m gonna do some of them Tuesday and some of them Wednesday,” I lie…sort of.
“Two of the guys? Which guys?”
“Nick, the damn phone is going dead! I love you!” I yell through the phone.
“Ali!”
Click.
“I can swing now?” asks Kevin before raising the stick again. Just as he swings Brian’s phone rings, making Kevin hit the ball too hard and it flies past the hole. “FUCK!”
“Hey baby,” Brian laughs at Kevin’s face and walks away to talk to Jade. “Good flight?”
“Yeah it was ok. Somebody not havin’ a good day?”
“Huh?”
“I heard a fuck in the background as you answered.”
“Oh,” Brian laughs. “That was Kevin missing his shot. We’re playing golf.”
“You and Kevin?”
“And Nick.”
“Sounds like fun,” I giggle.
“Oh yeah. We already had Kevin hacking up half the green, Nick falling into a puddle, me falling down a sandbank and then Nick flashing us. He’s commando y’know.”
“Thanks, coulda done without THAT image,” I laugh. “So, good game I guess!”
“Yeah. But I still miss you.”
“It’s only been…” I check my watch, “Three hours and twenty minutes… Counting the time diff.”
“Three hours, twenty minutes too long.”
“It’s good to be home though,” I change the topic.
“I bet. I miss my bed.”
“I even missed the couch… Believe it or not,” I giggle.
“I miss your couch,” he laughs. “Surefire way to wake up. Fall outta your bed, stumble into the lounge and… WOW!” he yells as I laugh.
“It’s not THAT bad.”
“Aw, c’mon! It’s PINK.”
“Ok, point. I better go. Ali’s signalling like crazy to go get some food.”
“Ok. Talk to ya later then. I love you pookie.”
“I love you too B-bear,” I hang up and turn to Ali.
“B-bear?!” she giggles.
“Shadup!” I hit her playfully. “Let’s go get some food.”