♡︎~Chapter 3~♡︎ KENDALL

A slender curvy blondie made her way over to Kendall's table. "Esta linda dama dice hola,"

"No gracias." Kendall replied in a blunt tone. He wasn't interested in her. He fixated his gaze at the can of beer that had already lost its sweet chill as it was no longer cold the way it had been thirty minutes ago. His mind was elsewhere.

The music at the Alfonso bar whispered sweet melodious tone to the VIP members upstairs; Kendall Shay and his can of beer. Though he was still waiting for his friends, he was pretty much the only one in the grand exquisite hall, asides two bartenders over at the entrance, and miss Español blondie who'd just been rejected earlier.

"She lives with family?" He said out loud—something Kendall did all the times he was usually alone, "I thought she was living all by herself!"

"Crazy Kendall Shay moment: on." Said a voice Kendall instantly recognized, and the voice brought a frown on his face. He hadn't even realized his friends had all sauntered in. He brought his head up and switched his reality bottom back on to his scenery. Standing before him were three young men. "We know it's none of our business, but who's heart have you broken again?" Tobin, the most sarcastic of the group asked as he took the seat next to Kendall. He had his long hair scattered like they'd just been tousled, dressed in a yellow SpongeBob hoodie, and dark pants. The sponge's face widened a mouth with two teeth peaking from it at me.

"Dude, what are you wearing?" Kendall asked, but his question followed the winds as his gangs ignored.

"Don't tell me it was blondie Tashie we met just now?" Matt's brows knitted. Matt was the only one married out of the group. He was slouching nicely like a bending straw. His huge glasses was firm on his eyes, strands of blond hair covering up the tip. He was on a gold-yellowish suit, the color doing wonderfully well to match his tanned skin. The table was just in the center, but wide cream color n-shaped sofas faced each other, so when Matt took his seat, he was facing Kendall.

"Her name was Tash, you moron." James corrected. He was seated next to Matt. James was the definition of unserious, and perhaps laziness. He was handsome and his family were rich already, why put in any effort at all? Just go living a reckless life of endless partying and do drugs and boys and girls until the day death strolled by to claim your soul. He had on him a blue jacket and a pair of jeans.

"Her name's Tamie," Kendall frowned at his friend, "and not 'was', James. Chick's still alive."

"Oh sorry, Mr Englishman." James did not look so pleased to had been corrected.

"Who cares, Barbie's boo? No one." Tobin said and James chuckled. Not because he called Kendall 'Barbie's boo' though. Tobin had nicknames for them all. "What matters is why you was talking about some chick just now ago."

Kendall thought hard as to what Tobin had meant, but his brain wasn't in the right sense for TobinSaysWhat. "Huh?"

"Don't say TobinSays-"

"TobinSaysWhat?" both Matt and James yelled out, laughing as they got the satisfying look of contempt on Tobin's face. It was a thing they all said whenever Tobin tried to speak in a new accent, or accidentally says something off. Kendall was forced to join the laughter.

"It's a new chick. My P.A."Kendall finally said, and his announcement made the squad to pause.

"Yea well?" Asked Tobin.

"What about her?" Matt questioned.

"She lives with her family." Kendall reached forward to grab the can of beer, but Tobin had foresaw the moment and stole the beer before Kendall could reach for it. "Dude?"

"Cora?" Matt said.

"Yea Barbie's boo, what's up with her?" He asked as he opened the can and chugged down its content. "Why isn't it chilled?" He muttered to Kendall.

Kendall ignored. "She lives with her family." He repeated in the same tone as he'd used before.

"So?" James asked.

Kendall didn't understand why they all had their expressions turned on him. "I thought she was living all by herself. Can't believe she actually has a family, and lives with them." He said out loud, shocked at the news and apparently, he was the only one who was moved.

"Oh bro," Tobin scoffed, one hand patting Kendall on the back, the other one firmly gripping the can. "How many of these have you had?" He brought the can close to his eyes, and Kendall yanked it off.

"So what happens if she lives with her family?" Matt asked, bringing his hands forward to collect the can of beer in Tobin's hand.

Tobin spanked his hands as they reached halfway, and yelled out. "Get away you thief!"

"What the... Come on man, just a sip."

"Dude be trying to steal my bar-- eh, beer."

"TobinSaysWhat?" The gang all chorused out.

"Mistake. It was a mistake, I meant to say beer." He corrected and the frown on his face caused his friends to laugh.

With a smile still matted on his face, Kendall called for a lady amongst the two bartenders in the room. "Hey Sofia darling,"  the black haired lady brought her head up and smiled. "Fill our table, will you?" He added with a dazzling smile. Not because if it wasn't added, she wouldn't obey. The smiles were for the charms.

The next minute, their table was filled with each of their favorite drinks.

When they asked Kendall again what he'd meant about Cora living with her family, he disposed of the conversation, and they moved on to another thing entirely.

Animes.