I came back to the apartment the following night. It was Sunday. I stayed over at Jorgito’s house after the Saturday night fever with him. Gerardo was eating dinner when I came back to the apartment, and as soon as he saw me entering, he asked me without any preliminary, “Shogo, where were you last night?”
“I was with Jorgito. We went to Excess yesterday,” I replied with a mischievous smile.
“Son of bitch! That’s why you look so happy tonight. I knew it. I knew it, man! I called my mum around 11:00 p.m. yesterday – she said you weren’t at the house and went to watch a movie with Jorge. But I didn’t believe it because it was too late for a movie. I assumed you went to Excess. Why didn’t you invite me? Are you my friend?”
“Calm down, Gerardo, ha-ha-ha! Believe me, it wasn’t conspiracy; it was unintentional. We didn’t plan to go to Excess last night. It just happened.”
He was still peeved and blurted, “What? Just happened? How? In heaven’s name, tell me the truth, Shogo. Or do you want me to kick your Japanese flat ass?”
“Ha-ha-ha, Idiot. Let me explain what happened yesterday. Jorgito and I were in an exceptionally appeased mood yesterday from the morning to the night. Our souls were jubilant, so to speak. We were constantly thanking to God for giving us such a wonderful day. Happy songs were constantly coming from our lips. Even the weather was warm, and the mighty sunshine was shining on us although it was winter. We were just happy to be alive – we had worshiped life the whole day, so to speak.”
“Shut up, man! Ha-ha-ha, I don’t need to hear if you were happy or if stupid Jorge was singing – stop talking such bull-shit! Just tell me how you, guys, ended up to Excess!” he shouted at the top of his lungs.
I soothed him with tears of laughter in my eyes, “Okay, okay, Gerardo. Take it easy, man, ha-ha-ha… just let me continue the story. As I said, we were very happy in the morning. We went to Starbucks to have morning coffee, and we talked about our extraordinary lives. And then we went to Chili’s to have lunch. The food was so delicious, by the way. As usual, Jorgito ate too much. He ordered a double fajita and gulped down everything. His stomach must be bottomless, I guess. After the lunch, we went to Antara Polanco to watch a movie. We watched Avatar, which happened to be a wonderful movie. You must watch it, Gerardo. Anyway, after watching it, we decided to go home, but while we were on the way home, Jorgito suddenly looked toward heaven as if he had gotten divine inspiration and said, ‘Shogo, I am so happy today. Everything was so nice, nice talking at Starbucks, nice food at Chili’s, and the nice movie. I like Avatar so much. Listen, Shogo, the angels of heaven whispered to my right ear just before – they suggested we go to Excess right now so that we’ll have the perfect ending for our night. What do you think? I am serious. It wasn’t one angel; they were seven of them with singing voices. Trust me, Shogo, God wants us to enjoy tonight at the most.’ And he nodded with a solemn smile. I thought why he has suddenly started acting mysterious? Why didn’t he simply say that he wants to go to Excess tonight? Why does he put a haughty air about him? Anyway, it was good idea to celebrate on our enraptured day at Excess; it was indeed the fantastic idea for our blissful day to be finished with sexy vaginas. Thus, I agreed with him immediately. As soon as he got my concession, he aggressively drove to Excess like a happy lunatic. I never see him driving so wild. You see, that was spontaneous! That’s why I couldn’t invite you.”