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It's guys night at Verdant—guys night before the club opens at Verdant. It's the only day of the week where the guys would be able to hang out and get something to drink and rant about everything in their lives while watching whatever game was on the television that afternoon. It's a safe zone, a place where anyone wouldn't be judged and nobody misses it.
Guys' night happens after guys' day, where they work out and play basketball together in the gym just three blocks from the club.
There's Oliver and Tommy. Tommy owns the club that they meet in and Oliver as his stepbrother ends up being the moocher that manages it, even though he's the heir of a fortune 500 company and has the degree to go with it. They have a shared sister, but never bring her around to prove it.
Roy's a waiter at Verdant and John Diggle is Oliver and Tommy's bodyguard. He's more like a best friend than a bodyguard, Special Forces and army training to back it up. Roy's just a kid from the streets with big dreams and a big heart to boot.
Eddie's there too, the son of a politician who wanted to do better than his father so he became a cop. And then there's Sara, who's not technically a guy, but has known Oliver and Tommy since she started at the club and is as guy as guy can come. No one says anything about her joining and adding her commentary as long as she keeps the liquor flowing. She's a bartender at Verdant and usually provides more of the interesting stories.
"I can't take it anymore. I cannot wait for this divorce to be finalized", she ends up talking to the group as she walks up the steps to the open-air club, glaring at the friends that are looking up to her. Sara's married to Nyssa, and though the gang has never met the other woman, they really don't want to, considering the stories that Sara tells them.
The group groans out and passes her a bottle of beer, which she drowns half in one moment. "Man", Eddie speaks out now, a tall guy with light hair and innocent blue eyes. "When is this divorce going to be done anyway?"
"Four weeks, three days, seven hours—but who's really counting?"
Soft mumbles from the group and hand shoving around ends up enraging Sara even more. "You know what we should do", Roy starts out before moving just a moment. "We should take Sara out tonight for a celebration, then. Game night. The Starling City Rockets are playing their first home game of the season."
A consensus is about to be offered, but is interrupted as one of the afternoon bartenders bring over more drinks, who winks at Tommy before going away again. Oliver is the one who makes a face. "Seriously", he starts. "Another one?"
"Yes, another one", he replies to his brother. "Alexandria. Twenty-two. Loves rolling her Rs."
The others groan out before Oliver brings out his phone and calls up his own girlfriend. She's on a train to Central City, doing something with work and sometimes he worries about her safety; but he never really lets anyone pick up on it. Five seconds of checking up with each other, he returns back to the conversation and shows Tommy the text he's gotten from her. "How great is Felicity", he says, a ghost of a smile on his face before Sara leans over and smacks his head from behind.
"Not everyone's been in a relationship with a girl for two years and happy, brother of mine", Tommy supplies before downing the rest of his beer and opening another.
Diggle's the first one to disagree. "Lyla and I are very happy", he starts out, nodding his head and leaning back in his seat. "In fact, we're supposed to be going to my nephew AJ's concert recital this afternoon."
The group groans again before the older male defensively holds out his hands. "He's really good—"
"—oh yeah", Sara starts out before taking a seat right next to Roy. "What does he play?"
"The violin", Diggle offers. Roy groans and shakes his head. "Your nephew has way too many recitals."
"And besides", Sara continues before opening another beer. "If your nephew is playing the violin, that means he's gay."
Diggle raises an eyebrow to the blond, skeptical of her words. "Really", he starts out to challenge the ludicrousy of the statement; but is still amused to begin with. "Name one person who plays the violin that's gay."
Sara pauses for a moment, trying to rack her brain for answer before she starts out with a smirk on her face. "Your nephew."
Eddie shrugs his shoulders. "I can't do tonight anyway. My mom's cooking dinner and she's really adamant on me being there."
Tommy is the one that stops the uproar from the group now, holding out his hands in order to calm the group down. "Look", he says. "Sara's about to be free from the shackles of marriage and you're going to miss it for an AJ recital and your mother?"
Sara points to Tommy with a pleading look on her face and nods to the rest of the guys. She's willing to do anything out of going home for the night with the demon head. It's only when Eddie perks his head up and suggests that they go to his mother's house for dinner that she starts rounding up on him. "I wanna punch you, Grant", she starts. "I'm not going over to your mother's house to celebrate my damn divorce."
"I'm just saying! You gotta eat."
"I am not going over to your mama's house", Sara retorts before waving him off and the guys end up rambling about things again. "I'm just saying, she has that new Tyler Perry movie on DVD that we can just pop in and watch or we can watch the game over at her house, you know", he supplies and Roy holds out his hand to stop him.
"Let me tell you what happens", the young male starts out, green eyed with a hint of mischief before bringing up his beer. "Janet Jackson's husband dies and she ends up finding a good man with a nice heart to cry with. We good? Are we ready to party now?"
Oliver raises his hand to high five Roy and clink their bottles together. It doesn't take long for the others to continue and hold up theirs as well.
"Life is great, guys", Tommy starts out and throws a wink at the bartender who was looking at them. "May it never change."
So the story is starting out slow for the moment, but I have about three chapters written so far so here's hoping!
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