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Amit’s wild little Chinese
girlfriend. She’s a chemistry major, ain’t she Amit?” said Chris.
    Amit
rolled his eyes. “She’s Korean, and yeah she’s majoring in organic chemistry.”
    “Asian
girls go good with whatever you are, Amit.
You’re like, kinda Asian, aren’t you?” said
Chris. “I mean, you’re like, from over there somewhere, right?”
    “Actually,
I’m American and I’m from New York,” said Amit.
    “Anywhere
that’s not Virginia is ‘ over there’ to Chris,” said Luke.
    They
all laughed.
    “God,
I can’t believe my day,” said Luke, laughing and chugging his beer. The
three of them stood around the kitchen, leaning back against the counter tops.
“What are we doing hanging out in the kitchen? Let’s kick it by the
fire,” he said.
    They
grabbed the pizza and began to dig in, two of them sitting on the ragged couch,
Chris sitting closest to the fire in the battered recliner that no longer
actually reclined, but popped out to one side.
    “Man,
this would be such a cool house to throw a party at, you know? We could
light a fire, and Luke could bring his stereo system down,” said Chris.
    “What’s
wrong with our party of three? You gotta have
friends to have a real party,” said Amit.
    Chris
laughed and put a hand on his thick gut. “Why don’t you tell your
girlfriend to bring over some of her hot Chinese friends? That’s a good
enough party for me, haha !” His laugh was loud and obnoxious yet it always made Luke feel good
to hear it.
    “She’s
Korean, you dick,” said Amit with his mouth full.
    “Oh
man, if we cleaned out some of this space, put our bikes, those furniture parts
and boxes outside, cleaned up the floors and the kitchen a bit, this house
could be really presentable,” said Luke.
    They
all looked around and nodded. There were marks on the walls and huge
areas of floor that were scratched up before they’d moved in. Houses like
these were little more than over-market-rented, high turn-over college flop
houses, but it had major party potential. The split-level stair case had
an old-fashioned banister, and the floors were covered in a tattered carpet
that had some sections that were completely bare. When they had moved in,
they tried to spruce the place up and cover the
damaged walls and floors. Although the bathrooms and kitchen needed real work,
overall it served its purpose. They lived in relative comfort for the
price.
    “I
should really bring my stereo system down here anyway,” said Luke.
    “Yeah,
go get it right now!” said Chris, jumping forward in his seat enthusiastically.
“Dude, I’ll help you bro,” and he was standing, headed up to Luke’s room.
    Within
the hour they had Luke’s stereo and speakers wired and placed, then Luke began
equalizing the levels.
    “Wow,
it sounds so good down here!” said Amit. “Why didn’t we think of this before?”
    “Oh
man, now we just need girls!” yelled Chris over the thrumming bass.
    Luke,
half-buzzed and feeling giddy over his amazing luck that day, pressed in a dub
step CD and began to dance around, lifting his beer and throwing his pelvis
forward. Chris joined in, and Luke and Chris jumped into a duo.
    “Yeah,
we really need girls before you two start freaking on the couch!” screamed
Amit. “I’m calling Mi !”
    “Woo- hoo , we’re having a par- tay !”
screamed Chris, and howled wildly.
    Luke
fell to the couch laughing. They would look like real fools to anyone
else right now. Three guys, hanging out alone, dancing. “Yeah, the best party ever man! Check us out!”
    Chris
held a slice of pizza over his head and rotated his hips, jiggling his gut and
staring at Luke with mock lust.
    “Damn
Chris, you can actually move your body pretty well for a big guy,” said Luke.
They hollered and hooted until Amit came running from his room, frantically
tossing a wet rag around the kitchen as though he were cleaning. “Shit you
guys, Mi and her friends are coming over! They
think