CHARLES WALKED towards their living room before he dialed Wynter’s number. He left his friends in the dining room, finishing their breakfast and most likely talking about him. Charles became impatient after failing to reach Wynter for the second time.
“Where is he?” Charles asked his best friend right after she picked up.
(Am I a lost and found officer?) Wynter sounded sarcastic.
Charles let out a sigh. “Come on, Wyn. Tell me where he is,” Charles pleaded.
(No.)
Just one word and Charles became even more pissed. He calmed himself, he knows Wynter’s reason but she should also understand that he is talking about his sanity here.
“Wyn, I need to talk—”
(No, Dom.)
“Wynter, just let me—”
(Weren’t we clear about that matter, Dom?) Wynter’s coldness sent shivers to his spine. He knew how serious his best friend is, about this topic. But what can he do? He did try removing the guy’s effect on him.
“I am trying, Wyn.”
(Then try harder, Dom. I don’t care how you’ll do it but my stand stays the same. Stay away from him.)
“Wyn—”
(Talk about it one more time and I swear I’ll block your number.)
Charles frustratedly pulled his hair as he let out a deep sigh. Stay away? Easier said than done, Wyn. Charles didn’t talk, not until he’s sure that he calmed down, or else both of them will clash for sure. “Fine. New topic.” Instead of calming down as he planned, his blood began to boil as he remembered something. “When are you going to tell me that you and your guy broke up?”
Wynter stayed silent for a minute and Charles was sure that he’s getting even more pissed every passing second. (Once I finished my work.)
Charles gritted his teeth. He wanted to scold Wynter but decided not to. He also did something against his best friend’s likings, he’s a j-rk if he’ll get mad at her for doing the same. Finally, he thought of a solution. “Wyn, where are you?” Charles was about to go downstairs when Narae and Anurak blocked his path. “What?” he mouthed.
Narae signaled him to stop and keep quiet, while Anurak pointed at his phone.
Charles slowly put his phone away from his ear. “What now?” he mouthed again.
It’s like the three of them were playing charades. Nare picked up Charles' phone and pressed the speaker on.
(Hello, Dom? Are you still there?)
Anurak pointed to Charles then pointed to the phone. Charles assumes it means he has to talk to Wyn on speaker, without the latter knowing it.
“Yeah. I’m still here. So where are you?”
(In my office. Don’t come.)
Charles smirked. “Who’s gonna stop me? You?”
(Dom, I can handle myself. Stay there. Care about your health.)
Narae and Anurak frowned at what they heard. “You okay?” Narae mouthed.
Charles nodded before going back to talking to Wyn. “I’ll go there whether you like it or not.”
“We’ll come,” Anurak mouthed.
Charles rolled his eyes. “And make sure that you two broke up not because he hurt you in any way.”
Wynter sighed. (Whatever. And Nar, An?) Their eyes widened when they were called. (I know both of you are listening. Anyways, don’t let Dom burn anyone alive. Thanks.)
“Got it, Wyn!” both of them shouted as they giggled.
(And take care, Dom.)
“Will do, Wyn,” Charles said before they bid goodbye and ended the call. He looked back at Narae and Anurak. “Are you two coming or not?”
Both of them grinned and ran to their rooms, probably to change clothes. It's okay for them to leave LD in the meantime. They do have tight security and all four of their phones have their club security app, courtesy of Charles and Narae.
It only took ten minutes before Anurak and Narae left their respective rooms. “Where are your bags?” Charles asked.
“Nah. It's just a hassle, D. I’ll buy my stuff there once we land.” Narae tapped his shoulder and walked past him, headed towards the stairs.
“I have the same opinion as Nar.” Anurak grinned and went on with Nar.
Charles was left behind while shaking his head. Whatever. Might as well agree on that one. Charles finally walked out of their penthouse and walked behind his friends. They talked to the employees there before finally leaving and going straight to the airport. Narae owns a private plane so that's what they used to go to the Philippines.
Narae and Anurak were both excited. It has been ages since they last visited the country. Narae’s family resides in South Korea, Anurak’s is in Thailand, and Charles’ parents live in New Jersey. Supposedly, Wynter is really the only reason why the three go to the Philippines.
“What do you wanna do once we land, An?” Charles overheard Narae’s question.
“Hmm… Most probably going to the mall to buy clothes and such, and then… crash on Wynter’s house.” Anurak laughed.
“OMG! I like that! I miss talking to Autumn. Plus we’ll have free food at Heaven Taste.” Narae chuckled.
Charles rolled his eyes and rested his body on the chair. He felt the weight of his body again so he decided to just sleep for a while. He had hardly fallen asleep when he felt himself being shaken.
“Dom, wakey wakey. We’re here,” Narae informed.
Charles grunted before he completely opened his eyes and stretched his arms and legs. “That was fast.” He looked in the direction of the two when he heard someone giggling. “What’s funny?” He frowned.
Narae played with her hair as she smiled. “Ahm… I was just kidding. We’re still in the air. I lost the game we were playing earlier and Anurak dared me to wake you up. All in all, be mad at him.”
Charles's eyes slowly squinted before he finally glared at both of them, “What the fvck is your problem?”
Anurak finally let out a loud laugh that filled the plane. “I-I’m sorry. I-I’m just… Your reaction is priceless.” He laughed again. Narae followed.
Charles growled before he went back to his position and was about to sleep when he reached for two pillows near him and threw them at his friends, who took a minute before they realized what happened. Because of his action, Charles wasn’t able to go back to sleep. Narae and Anurak never stopped annoying him until they got their revenge.