[ RF ] Getting drunk with your local , heterogeneous group of friends 3 times a week is the pillar of your routine . You question if you found inner , humbling happiness or you just gave up .

``'What's a girl like her doing in a bar like this?' Is THAT the bloody line you've went with?'' Jude looked at Eddie for a moment, just waiting for the moment to open his mouth. `` If Americans had the best one liners in the world we've probably would have run out of women by now!'' 
 
 `` Come on, man. He tried. You tried Ed! It's not like you went over and said something cheesy, like'have you tried the Cuban, I've heard it's great..''' Arthur looked at him for a moment, `` Did you?'' 
 
 Jude and Arthur exchanged looks and stared back at Eddie, he could feel the jabs to his soul, `` Come on guys...'', he said looking back at the pool table. 
 
 `` YOU DID!'' Jude exclaimed, and Arthur followed with, `` You're the writer out of us too!'' 
 
 `` Well, Jude has this freaking accent that is like the couchie wetter of triggers!'' He pointed his hand at him, and held on to his pool cue. 
 
 `` Fair point,'' Jude said smiling at Arthur. 
 
 `` Then you, Mr. Money bags. Pull out your wallet and women are already trying to nest in your car!'' His look was sarcastic and a little disappointed. 
 
 `` True.'' Arthur agreed. `` Although, we also have a little finesse going on here too! Did n't Cubans come up with dancing!? I mean you guys have built in sexuality!'' 
 
 `` Thats... A little racist...'' Eduardo was some what expressive with his face, and he moved like he disagreed but his face said'perhaps'. 
 
 `` Where is Calvin?'' Jude looked back at the bar. 
 
 He stood with a girl that was a 8 in the face, 9 in the waist, and 10 in her dress. Or as the boys called it... 
 
 `` Gentleman, we have a flush!'' Eddie stood looking overly interested from around the corner. Art was about to hit his shot, but stopped and walked around the pool table to check it out, knocking in a ball along the way. Jude got up and leaned against the pool table. All three of them smiling at their friend talking up with this brownish-blonde haired woman, she had a great smile, and amazing legs. Calvin on the other hand looked like a hipster farm boy; Wearing a plaid shirt, old comfortable jeans, and sneakers, he looked like he was a struggling writer, which he is. They begin to give the conversation a bad lip read. 
 
 `` Oh, I really like being bored at artsy films!'' Eddie said staring at the woman's mouth, Art chuckles. 
 
 In his best American accent, Jude attempts to do Calvin, `` Have you read Haruki Murakami? He will change. You're. Life!'' 
 
 `` You should tell me about it, maybe you can bore me into having sex with you.'' Art was smiling and watching them tease their friend from afar. 
 
 After a few moments of laughter, Calvin begins to walk over. He's smiling and knows the guys were teasing him. 
 
 `` Fuck off,'' He says smiling, he brings over four beers, `` You cunts are just in a dry spell. Except for Eddie, he's staying pure until he finds the one.'' 
 
 `` Fuck you,'' he says and hits the ball into a corner pocket. 
 
 `` Hey man, What's she like?'' Jude says grabbing a beer and clinks his glass against Calvin's. `` Did she give you a real number or dive you out?'' 
 
 `` I'm sure, it's real she texted me after I entered mine into hers.'' He said smiling, `` thanks for that by the way.'' 
 
 `` You catch on quick grasshopper.'' Jude looked at Eddie. `` Why ca n't you be like Calvin? He's confident. Sauve...'' 
 
 ``..and built like he came off a Native American/Fit body editor. I swear to god, they probably model video game characters off him. Do they Arty?'' He looks at Arthur. 
 
 `` Yep. We also used you for dwarves in'Lord of the Rings', you could use that!'' Arthur said laughing a little chalking up his cue. `` Back to the matter at hand, I'm on a streak and Eddie has to get the next round. I'm making sure, I never have to buy a beer amongst us for the rest of our lives. I'm on fire!'' 
 
 `` Yeah, about that... We know you're pushing the balls into the holes, mate.'' Jude says getting up from the bar table, and taking off his thin coat and grabbing a cue. `` Do n't need to be sneaky...'', He says chuckling. 
 
 `` Are you saying that... I'm a sneaky Asian?'' He held back a slight smile. 
 
 `` Why do you always go to the race thing!? You're half Japanese, stop using it like we are n't all minorities, ca n't get away with it in a group of them.'' Eddie said getting his beer and clinking it with Calvin's. Arthur was smiling fully now, with a light chuckle. 
 
 `` How is Jude a minority? Bro has light brown hair and fair skin?'' Arthur exclaimed and pointed. 
 
 `` He's foreign. Also, he's english. Look at his teeth.'' Calvin pointed at his mouth 
 
 `` LOW BLOW! Keep it above the waist, if you please?'' Jude put his index finger up to his teeth and rubbed. 
 
 They all laughed and drank their beers, it seemed like this could go on forever. When they first came in it was just Arthur and Calvin, five years ago they met Eddie, and four years ago they met Jude. They were n't all leaving anytime soon and probably will still be here for the next decade. Calvin looks at his friends and smiles, he thinks to himself,'Finally, something steady in my life.' Content, he briefly remembers his past. His smile fades, and could remember all of the shit. 
 
 `` Hey, I'll get the next round...'' Arthur says defeated, he just tried to get out of them catching him pushing balls in. Arthur walks up to an older gentleman and says, `` Hey Ray! Get me four more!'' 
 
 An older man walks up smiling at him, `` You and Calvin seem to have found a life finally. Everything looks like its going to get interesting for you all.'' 
 
 Ray pours the beers and Arthur looks back at all of them, `` Yeah, it might. It really might, man.''
