Until Friday Night Novels & Stories

"Because you can't party every night. Plus, it's Friday. People need to go out and make money tonight. Friday night is the money night." I understood the unspoken message in his words. There was no need for further explanation. "Well, it's just you and me for the rest of the night. What's the plan?" attempting to divert the conversation. "This works for me, baby. Just relax and have some drinks with you. Does that work for you?"

Adam asked with a pleading face. "Better put your clothes on first before I explain everything. I'm afraid Gavin will come home and see us," I said quickly. "Gavin's staying over again? He's not coming home. You can tell me everything in peace," Adam said quite forcefully. I turned my head to the window to face Adam, who was putting on his clothes that he had brutally taken off last night. I remembered so well how the previous night, the two of us were lovingly united, and I felt spoiled by a man who turned out not to be my husband. I grabbed my hair lightly; I felt guilty about last night.

ANDY’S POV I barely slept a wink last night and I seriously hate the fact I couldn’t because I tried so much to just close my eyes but my own words kept hunting me. Maybe I was too harsh on Angela last night and I realized that like few hours into the night. I run my hand through my hair as I swing my feet off the bed and walk into the living room. I did not have dinner yesterday because of what happened and I was feeling so hungry right now. I step into the kitchen to fix something for myself, and settle for some leftover pizza, literally wolfing it down in seconds

“United, we shall cut into them. We’ll assemble and let them come to us. I think they will be spoiling for a fight before sundown.” Malitus looked up at him. “Why do you say that?” “Because Lammas is near, a holiday for them. I’m sure they will want to be bare assed and drunk by midnight.” Laughter chattered among the officers as the General nodded. Ralta yawned. “There’s the chance they won’t want to engage us at all.” “True,” Malitus agreed. “But I have a feeling, call it a sensation or an inkling they are going to attack.”

The day goes relatively quickly, which is a surprise in itself because it's Friday and usually the lessons today feel a week long each, but the next thing I know, the final bell is ringing and we're free for the weekend. "Kim, hey, Kim, wait up." The red sweating face of Leila Hardy comes bundling into my view and she bends over, panting while she gets her breath back and holding her hand up to keep me here. "Is there any chance you can do my shift tonight? I've asked the others and no one will because it's Friday night and they all want to go out. I would owe you so, so much, it's just my family's going out to visit my great gran because it's her ninetieth."

she said as she looked up to him. “Remember it is Friday, and we were supposed to have a nice night out.” He said as he laughed, “Somehow, it wasn’t nice, but it was eventful. So I will order something, and we will get him settled for the night. Let’s see if we can recoup the night.” “Max, I think we can.” She said, “it will just be different.” “Different is okay.” He said as he was still laughing, “We will find a way.”

Isaac added, winking at me. “Oh, I’m a part of the haunted attraction? Go figure.” The four of them laughed and I tried to play the good host. “When are you guys coming?” “Friday morning,” Brandon replied. “They’re taking off on Thursday night, before the Memorial Day weekend rush.” “Then I think you can stay the night here, at least on Friday.” “That’d be awesome!” said Ted, who didn’t raise his voice no matter how many exclamation marks his words carried. That is, unless one of their devices went off in the dark.

And since Andrew only answered with a mocking salute, I guess I would not be getting an answer. “What is going on every Thursday?” they exchanged a look between them before they all said at the same time, “Drama night.” A what? Are they going to take me to a theater or what? But their phones rang at that time, informing them of a business meeting I knew they were having tonight. I guess I will have to wait until Thursday to see what they had planned.

He doesn’t know what’s wrong with him right now, that he keeps on showing embarrassing things to his wife. If today Friday the 13th? No. Today is 13th of May, and it is Thursday. “You haven’t eat anything,” Adira said, walking back. “I’ll cook you a dinner.”

The house had been cleaned, and as for dinner, Friday was the one day they all went out to eat. Sera took a deep breath and made sure to speak softly. "But mother, I have cleaned, and Friday night is the only night I am not required to make dinner because it's the family's relaxation night." Her mother scoffed and shuffled forward, her heels clacking on the floor until she reached Sera, shoving her manicured nail in her face so fast that Sera almost toppled over from backing up quickly.