At exactly 8.35pm, Stanley the sex bunny, Carl the dense one and his new beau Adrian and I strutted into the rooftop bar at St Giles, JB.
The four of us were on a two-day-one-night staycation at the insistence of Stanley who rode on the occasion of meeting Carl's new boyfriend.
In fact, leave it to Stanley to find any opportunity to ride on anything that has legs and an appendage.
"Oh I love the view," Stanley said sultrily, his eyes fixed on a lean body of an Italian-looking man who's sipping beer on the pool deck. "I know what I'll be having, boys," he said a little too loudly for the benefit of the Italian.
Carl was extremely nervous. His python sized biceps were trembling from anxiety of various levels: That his Adrian would find Stanley a tad too vulgar, and that we might not like his new partner.
As the four of us settled on a high stool overlooking the pool and the gorgeous night skyline of Malaysia's southern state, Carl finally said "well, we are finally here!"
A bottle of Prosecco was promptly ordered, along with a variety of bar bites (nachos, wedges, calamari, chicken wings).
Carl's young partner Adrian is himself a young partner at reputable law firm well known in the region.
At 34, Adrain is wildly successful.
Stanley had done all the necessary background checks and privately posted in our group chat Just the Boys (made up of Stanley, Carl and me) informing us that Adrian probably earns S$15,000 a month.
"What is he doing with Carl?!" he texted me privately.
Adrian is an unassuming, pleasant and extremely humble boy.
Boy being key word because Adrain has this chubby, cherubic quality about him that makes you want to continuously scoop food for him at a family dinner.
We learn that Adrian and my partner J have many things in common -- both went to the same boys' school and ended up in the same university course later on.
"I would love to meet J soon," Adrian said.
"You will meet J and all of us for such a long time, you'll be sick of us soon," Stanley said, setting one red, gooey fried chicken wing on Adrian's plate.
Adrian's also currently viewing properties, torn between waiting for one more year to buy a resale flat, or a private apartment.
He's also musically inclined -- just like Carl, who sings like an angel and plays the piano relatively well.
Adrian sings in the church choir and plays the organ just like my partner J.
"Oh now I'm intrigued," Stanley cut in, swirling his wine glass. "I've always loved the organ."
Carl laughed nervously.
For the next day, the plan was to get together only for meals, so that we allow Carl and Adrian their personal time, and so that I could get some work done and enjoy my mandatory me time.
Stanley too, plans to enjoy his man time.
As the night progressed, and as our systems processed one full bottle of Prosecco followed by a Penfolds, everyone -- especially Carl -- was visibly relaxed.
"Thank you for being so spontaneous and coming on this trip," Stanley said. "Any boyfriend to this group gets fast-tracked to being a full blown member of this tight knit circle."
I looked in the direction of Stanley's line of vision and understood his choice of vocabulary, and the stresses made to words blown, member, tight.
Adrian noticed the distraction, stole a glance then looked at me and Stanley and giggled heartily, by now fully appreciating how Stanley functions.
Carl the dense one looked at us and frowned, unable to understand what he had just missed.
And just like that, we knew Adrian was here to stay.
Adam's stories are based on real life events and inspired by real people
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