The Meal of Three

Ghino and I immediately took a sniff at our clothes in unison. However, the smell that lingers in my nose was the sweat of those kisses and licks we've done last night. I'm not sure if Ghino smells the same thing.

While holding onto that thought, my entire face could not help but redden. Ghino and I just made a deal that whatever happened between us last night will remain in the room. But I could stop my helpless brain from thinking about it.

"Maybe it's the liquor's smells. I threw out a few times last night. That explains the awful smell we had. I'm so sorry." Ghino made his excuses. Indeed he was already vomiting when we tried to get another set of beers last night.

What am I to say to Melissa about it? Ghino already had his valid reason even if Melissa didn't care about it. But she might care about my excuse.

"Ah. I was the one assisting Ghino while he kept on throwing up. I was drunk too. Did not even notice the tiny particles that came out of his mouth were