Team ‘Southend Or Bust’
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“YES” said James, seeing that the room had three separate beds. It had been a long day and they were all knackered, but at last, they’d made it to the Best Western, and they weren’t going to have a repeat of last time.
“You happy James?” said Martin “I thought you’d leap at the chance to actually sleep with someone”.
“Oi” James fired back “At least I’m getting some way towards ending up sleeping with someone”
“Is that all you think of her?” said Seb.
“Shut up you sop, you’d be thinking the exact same thing were you me” said James. Seb shrugged.
“Yeah maybe” said Seb in a mumbled tone.
“Er, yeah yeah more like” chimed in Martin, “Your entire mantra used to be ‘take any chance you get’, remember?”
“Yeah on a night out of course, but it’s different now” said Seb. He realised the balance had turned.
James and Martin scoffed. “Fuck off” said James with a grin on his face, “It took you over a year to even get into a relationship because you loved one night stands so much”
“And that’s how it used to be at uni” Seb fired back, drawing more laughs from the other two.
“Seb you know full well that your ‘Spanish Card’ as you used to call it worked like magic” said Martin, “there’s no way you’ve changed in the space of 2 months. Don’t pretend you didn’t know what it was intended for”.
“Alright then, what’s this Lyra girl intended for then?” Seb jibed towards James.
“She” James began, with sass, “is none of your business and I’m trying to get to know her better”
“So that you can sleep with her” said Seb. The balance had turned once more.
“I…ugh…” James stuttered. Martin looked at Seb, and then to James. He wasn’t taking sides anymore.
“Come on James” said Seb, taking a softer tone. “You’re on a dry spell. It’s how it goes!”.
James blushed, lost for words. “Yes yes alright of course I want to sleep with her” he blurted out, leaving Seb looking very triumphant, “But YOU” he said, pointing at Seb, “the shit you’ve said tonight, come on”
“Okay fair” said Seb. “As for Martin”. And once again, the balance had shifted.
“No no no” Martin started, ready to defend. “I get laid when I mean to and I do it with more feeling than both of you, and you both know that.”
James burst out into laughter. “‘When you mean to’? Hahaha! What are you on about?”
“When I mean to. I mean what I say” he said, dusting off the blows. “I’m never gonna be able to pull like you guys, so I find my own means”
“Getting off with Amanda that course mate of yours at that house party in April counts as ‘doing it with more feeling’ than us then, yeah?” Seb said. Martin glared back; he knew what was coming next.
“Oh yes, I forgot that dreadful dirty talk counts as ‘more feeling’ Seb, isn’t that what you do?” said James satirically. Martin tried to shove in but it was no good.
“What were the words he used again? ‘I’ve wanted to ram you so hard since the moment I first saw you at that seminar at the start of term’?” replied Seb, equally satirically.
Martin sighed. It was going to be a long night.
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After it had quietened down, James found himself on his phone. He’d been working out how to do this next bit for the whole day, but now in his slightly delirious tired state, he found the confidence. He sent another text to Lyra.
Hey, hope you’re okay. We’re staying the night Mountain Home, dunno how far ahead you are. See you at the finish line?
OOC: Over to you @Fayeding_Spray!
