trouble. I was leaning toward forgetting the girls and heading back to our hotel, but he talked me into going to Sophie's house.
The girls gave us the address and said they'd meet us after we left the club. We asked Carl to wait around till we made sure we were staying, and he agreed. I felt confident we'd stay just based on the outside of her house. It was the same Spanish architecture that was so popular out west, but much bigger than anything I expected for someone so young.
Shane remarked on how nice it was as we approached the door. It opened before we could knock on it, and all three of the girls were there to greet us. We stepped inside. I figured I'd look around for a minute before giving Carl the go-ahead to leave.
"We assumed you guys wanted to hang out with just us so we didn't invite anyone else over," Sophie said.
There was Emily from the plane and Sophie who owned the house, but I had no idea what the other girl's name was. She was quiet and just sort of stuck by Emily. All three of them were impeccably dressed in coordinating outfits and had taken care in getting ready, but Emily and Sophie were the standouts. Normally, Shane and I would have already discussed the logistics of who got whom, but I didn't have a real interest in figuring that out. I didn't really care. Quite honestly, all three of these girls sort of blurred together into one entity—maybe it was those matching outfits.
"We're good hanging out with just you girls," Shane said, looking at me for approval.
I nodded.
"In that case, what can I get you to drink?"
"I better tell the driver he can go home," I said. I looked at Sophie, who seemed to be in charge. "That's assuming you don't mind giving us a ride back to the hotel."
"Not at all," she said. "Just say when you're ready and I'll drive you over there."
"I think we need to clarify something before we go sending our driver home, boss," Shane said, looking at me.
"What?" I asked, acting dumb even though I knew exactly where he was leading with this.
Shane looked at the ladies with a completely serious expression. He clutched his hands in front of his chest, studying each of them. They all beamed at him. "See, ladies, the thing is… my boy Isaac can't do tears. He's sensitive to them and it effects his work, so as his manager, I need to know that there'll be no tears shed tonight or tomorrow morning or whenever he leaves."
I watched as he gave his little speech, the whole time wearing an expression that said I thought he was a piece of work for saying such things, but I still didn't stop him.
"I don't know about Emily and Beth, but I'm not looking for a boyfriend," Sophie said, causing the other two to shake their heads indicating they weren't either.
Shane and I ended up spending the night at Sophie's house. She had a rec room with a huge TV and game system, and we got stuck in there playing around and drinking all night. They were nice girls and tried to be touchy feely with me, but I didn't mess around with any of them. I kept it in neutral, and (after a few attempts) they seemed to respect that. Shane disappeared with the quiet one for a little while, but he later told me they didn't do anything either.
All in all, it was a successful evening—some drinks and video games with cool girls in a great house. I was still tired from traveling and fell asleep on a couch around 1AM. I woke up at 10AM to Shane shaking my arm.
"She's bringing us to the hotel in ten minutes," he said.
"We have to hit the gym today."
"It's Sunday," I moaned as I rolled over with a pillow over my head.
He put a hand on my shoulder. "I know, but I changed my mind after I saw the room and Gail said you had to be in top form."
"I am in top form," I said.
"No you're not, now get your ass up."
Just then, the light came on. Myself and at least two other people groaned.
"Come on, Isaac," Sophie said. "You guys have to get outta here. I wanna go for a run, and you promised there'd be no tears."
I smiled
The girls gave us the address and said they'd meet us after we left the club. We asked Carl to wait around till we made sure we were staying, and he agreed. I felt confident we'd stay just based on the outside of her house. It was the same Spanish architecture that was so popular out west, but much bigger than anything I expected for someone so young.
Shane remarked on how nice it was as we approached the door. It opened before we could knock on it, and all three of the girls were there to greet us. We stepped inside. I figured I'd look around for a minute before giving Carl the go-ahead to leave.
"We assumed you guys wanted to hang out with just us so we didn't invite anyone else over," Sophie said.
There was Emily from the plane and Sophie who owned the house, but I had no idea what the other girl's name was. She was quiet and just sort of stuck by Emily. All three of them were impeccably dressed in coordinating outfits and had taken care in getting ready, but Emily and Sophie were the standouts. Normally, Shane and I would have already discussed the logistics of who got whom, but I didn't have a real interest in figuring that out. I didn't really care. Quite honestly, all three of these girls sort of blurred together into one entity—maybe it was those matching outfits.
"We're good hanging out with just you girls," Shane said, looking at me for approval.
I nodded.
"In that case, what can I get you to drink?"
"I better tell the driver he can go home," I said. I looked at Sophie, who seemed to be in charge. "That's assuming you don't mind giving us a ride back to the hotel."
"Not at all," she said. "Just say when you're ready and I'll drive you over there."
"I think we need to clarify something before we go sending our driver home, boss," Shane said, looking at me.
"What?" I asked, acting dumb even though I knew exactly where he was leading with this.
Shane looked at the ladies with a completely serious expression. He clutched his hands in front of his chest, studying each of them. They all beamed at him. "See, ladies, the thing is… my boy Isaac can't do tears. He's sensitive to them and it effects his work, so as his manager, I need to know that there'll be no tears shed tonight or tomorrow morning or whenever he leaves."
I watched as he gave his little speech, the whole time wearing an expression that said I thought he was a piece of work for saying such things, but I still didn't stop him.
"I don't know about Emily and Beth, but I'm not looking for a boyfriend," Sophie said, causing the other two to shake their heads indicating they weren't either.
Shane and I ended up spending the night at Sophie's house. She had a rec room with a huge TV and game system, and we got stuck in there playing around and drinking all night. They were nice girls and tried to be touchy feely with me, but I didn't mess around with any of them. I kept it in neutral, and (after a few attempts) they seemed to respect that. Shane disappeared with the quiet one for a little while, but he later told me they didn't do anything either.
All in all, it was a successful evening—some drinks and video games with cool girls in a great house. I was still tired from traveling and fell asleep on a couch around 1AM. I woke up at 10AM to Shane shaking my arm.
"She's bringing us to the hotel in ten minutes," he said.
"We have to hit the gym today."
"It's Sunday," I moaned as I rolled over with a pillow over my head.
He put a hand on my shoulder. "I know, but I changed my mind after I saw the room and Gail said you had to be in top form."
"I am in top form," I said.
"No you're not, now get your ass up."
Just then, the light came on. Myself and at least two other people groaned.
"Come on, Isaac," Sophie said. "You guys have to get outta here. I wanna go for a run, and you promised there'd be no tears."
I smiled
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