TWO
As the time passed my coveting of the young woman grew. Her response to my gaze was neither expected nor unwanted and it served to arouse my senses. The day’s excitement had left me in a starved state on multiple levels so I made my way over to the newly built student union. To shade myself from the mid-day sun I passed beneath the suspended azalea garden that effortlessly draped the plaza’s colonnades. I always walked a bit slower when under the azalea vines; they were calming and I longed to remain among them.
Once in the union I ventured to the sports bar for some wings and a few Shock Top wheat ales adorned with orange slices. Before I ordered a third drink I noticed a past dorm mate walk by on his way to class. Like my dead friends that I came to the university to study, he was an emerging alcoholic and could not make it through his heavy schedule of Mathematics courses without something to wet his lips. It was just what I expected.
“Billy!” I shouted across the bar.
“Hey, there’s my flat mate!” Billy took a firm grip on my shoulder. He was an exchange student from Whales and a computer genius to round him out.
“Let me buy you a drink.”
“I don’t know if I should. I have an exam in ten minutes.”
I looked at him with half of a sideways grin and a raised brow.
“Oh, alright, just the one pint then.”
I signaled over to the bartender with two raised fingers. “Billy, I need a favor.”
“A favor aye? A favor that equates to a pint of ale?”
“Ok then. I have a job for you. A job that will require your more creative skills.”
“Are we talking programs or b and e?” The bartender brought us our drinks.
“The latter; 2 hours, if that.”
“Two and a half should do it then.”
“Billy? I thought we were friends?”
He swallowed nearly half of his pint in a single gulp.
“You fancy were mates aye? OK, two hundred.”
I placed a one hundred dollar bill on the bar top. “Up front, take it or leave it.”
He grabbed the money as I knew he would. “What is it then?”
“At 9:17 this morning, a lady ordered a large frap, but paid nothing for it. I want to know everything about her. I want the full rap.”
“2 hours? I’ll do it in 45 minutes and have it for you at eight tonight.” He finished is drink and taped my shoulder once more as he left the bar.
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