Chapter 2 Drink And Chill

• As soon as they arrived at the ABC bar, Caramel inquired, "Where are the others?"
• Rose simply shrugged, causing Caramel to turn her gaze towards Vince.
• "Vince?"
• "It's Violet, Caramel. Come on," he replied with a slight frown.
• Caramel raised an eyebrow and shook her head. Vince was their gay friend, and aside from Rose and Vince, there were two more friends in her circle. However, she mostly spent time with Rose and Vince, as they were all in the same field as Surgeon-Physicians, unlike Mish and Jake who were Pediatricians.
• "They had to leave suddenly due to an urgent matter from the hospital director," Rose explained.
• Caramel nodded and scanned the bar. It was still early, and the place was known for attracting elites, professionals, and politicians. This wasn't her first time here; the first was during a hospital celebration held at the same bar. This visit marked her second time.
• "Let's head to our reserved spot," Rose said, her voice blending with the soft music playing in the background.
• Neon lights filled the other corner of the bar, while the spot where Rose took them was dim and kinda comfortable for Caramel. She doesn't mingle with many people aside from her friends. Making Rose used to call her an introvert.
• "Gosh, I didn't see any good-looking-yummy guy—"
• "Stop with the flirting, Vince," Rose roared.
• Despite the dim lights, Caramel can see Vince's facial expression. She let out a soft chuckle as she sat on the black single couch.
• "Don't tell me you're gonna play smash and cursing here tonight?" Caramel asked as she rested her elbows on the armrest.
• Vince rolled his eyes. "Just order our drinks, Rose. I'm thirsty."
• Rose scoffed. "Yeah, right. You always enjoy it when it's free," she said sarcastically.
• Vince laughed as he crossed his legs. "Of course! Plus, you have to find me a boy to do—"
• "VIP rooms are upstairs. You can explore on your own. Exclude us with your kinky thoughts," Rose asserted, and after that, she called a waiter.
• Caramel shook her head as she watched the two of them. The group is always happy and alive when the two argue. Even though sometimes, they debate over nonsense things.
• "I would love to have a drink with the lowest alcohol, Ro," she said the moment Rose met her gaze.
• Rose arched her brow. "No. We're gonna get drunk tonight."
• Caramel's eyes widened. "What? No!"
• "Yes!" Rose and Vince said in unison. "We can all take our off tomorrow. In case I already reserved a room for the three of us—Oh, for the two of us," Rose delivered.
• "The two of you?" Vince asked in confusion.
• Rose flipped her hair and smirked at Vince. "Yes. Got a problem with that?"
• "How about me?"
• Rose laughed. "Oh, you can find a handsome dick-ass tonight, Violet," she teased.
• Caramel sighed. "Enough with that. Rose, I can't get drunk. Even if this bar is secured, what if someone sees me and reports me to my father?" she asked. She admits she has fears.
• "Oh, come on, Cara. Don't be afraid of your father, Keagan. Trust me, he will not find out. But," she paused as she signed on the waiter's booklet, "if he will find out, we're here to back you—"
• "Excuse me! Exclude me," Vince remarked.
• "You're a coward, son of a bitchy friend," Rose let out.
• "Rose, enough with that. I will just drink in a way I can handle, please."
• Rose sighed and finally gave up. "Fine."
• Caramel smiled and said, "Thank you."
• After a few minutes, the bar started to be filled up. People enter it by group or by twos. The music started to get lively. However, Caramel prefers it to be sweet music or at least a calmer one.
• The waiter put a bucket of beer and a bottle of wine on their table. Vince asked her what to drink, but she told him to do it alone. She grabbed the beer bottle from the bucket and checked the labels first.
• Rose and Vince laughed at her and told her that she didn't have to do the checking.
• "Just drink," she uttered.
• "Come on, Doc. We're here to chill. Having beers and wines is not bad if we only do it occasionally," Rose said as she sipped on her bottle.
• "You know what, Rose, you're so cheap," Vince then talked.
• Rose arched her brow. "Hmm?"
• "You should order those mixed drinks or at least one of the expensive ones here."
• "If you two won't stop? It's better for me to go home," Caramel said, and it was at that moment that they knew she wasn't joking.
• They both glared at each other, and after that, only the chattering, laughter, and live music were heard.
• Great.
• Caramel let herself check everyone in their surroundings. Trying to stay alert in case someone might know her. Keagan, her father, is an influential man. He's hungry for power, making him let her marry one of the stars in the business industry, the Carters.
• Drake Carter, the firstborn of the Carter clan, is her fiancé. Arrogant—one word to describe him.
• They were engaged three months ago, and her father decided that they would get married at the end of the year.
• She doesn't love that man. It was her father's choice.
• "What the!"
• The building of her thoughts collapsed when she heard Vince's voice.
• "Look who's here!" Vince exclaimed, making Rose smash the back of his head. Vince glared at Rose and was about to strangle her when Caramel stopped them.
• "Don't make a scene," she warned.
• Vince glared at Rose and moved away from her. She shook her head.
• "What is it that you saw, Vince?" she asked.
• Vince smiled widely, and she followed his gaze. She frowned. There's nothing special to be surprised with.
• "What?"
• Vince arched his left brow. "Can't you see, Thiago Scott is here!"
• "Can you please lower your voice?" Rose remarked, feeling irritated.
• "Whatever. Gosh, girls. You should be surprised by his presence. He seldom goes out from his den," Vince continued.
• "There's nothing special with Thiago the ruthless Scott," Caramel said and sipped on her bottle, tossing it all.
• "What? Aren't you curious why he's like that?" Vince asked.
• Rose let out a chuckle. "Every person in town wouldn't dare to find out. I don't know what's wrong with your mind," Rose asserted.
• Caramel continued to drink and never left Thiago's spot. He's famous. He's known to be heartless. But she was not interested.
• "Why don't we make a bet?" Rose suddenly thought of a stupid idea.
• "Pass," she said.
• Rose laughed. "Oh, come on. This will be easy," she assured.
• Vince, who's a flirtatious guy, agreed. "I will play it."
• "Order some drinks on the counter and sit beside Thiago," Rose stated.
• Caramel smirked. "That would be easy for Vince," she replied.
• Vince grimaced. "No way. Can't you see? No one dares to go near him. Even those bitches who drooled over him."
• Rose arched her brow. "It's a bet. Don't you want to play?"
• Vince crossed his arms in front of his chest. "We must not be involved with Thiago Scott."
• "Scared? I remember your excited face when you saw him earlier," Caramel said and laughed.
• Vince rolled his eyes. "But I didn't say I will flirt with him. I'm just happy to see him. Who wouldn't? He's a handsome Greek God-like guy."
• Caramel shook her head. "Just continue playing. I'll just go to the bathroom," she said and left.