This is not my best but I hope y'all like it! Prompted by justkeeptyping!

"Thank you," the boys chorused, taking their coffee mugs. The chubby old lady hobbled away and they sighed.

"So…" Mick ground out.

"This was a stupid idea." Eddie stated.

"That it was." Jerome agreed beside him.

"This is your girlfriend's fault." Eddie glared at Alfie across the café table.

"Amber? Mara wanted us to do it as well," the dark-skinned boy protested with wide eyes.

"But not as much as Joy," Jerome remembered, defending his girlfriend, and turning to Mick.

"Joy? What about Nina; she seemed a little too eager."

The four turned to Fabian who looked at them warily, swallowing hard. They were right, Nina did enforce it. But, Amber, Mara and Joy were a part of it too.

"Well, Patricia…seemed…a little—" he stuttered.

"Aha, you can't drag my girlfriend into this; she doesn't care about this kind of thing." Eddie said smugly.

Fabian opened his mouth to retort but closed it with a 'whatever' and silenced himself.

"You know what your girlfriend is though?" Mick spoke up after a few minutes of an awkward silence.

Eddie's head whipped to Mick, cautious anger in his blue-green eyes. "What?"

"A gossip," Mick finished, oblivious to Eddie getting ready to beat him if he insulted Patricia.

Eddie relaxed and sank back down into the booth. "Sometimes,"

"She's not like Amber where she'll tell everyone about everything she hears, but she defiantly likes to talk."

"Hence, the nickname he gave her, Meathead," Jerome grumbled, sipping his coffee.

"What nickname?" the jock asked, choosing to ignore Jerome's insult.

"Yacker," Eddie stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. And it kind of was, he called her that 24/7.

Their table was once again quiet, except for the occasional sip of coffee or a cough.

"We're sad." Eddie chuckled, finishing off his coffee.

The others nodded in agreement.

"You know something I don't like?" Alfie asked, absentmindedly poking Fabian with a straw.

Fabian batted it away and shrugged in question for him to continue.

"When, the girls talk amongst themselves after our dates. I mean, what are they talk about? Are they squealing about it, listing the bad parts, describing every last detail? I want to know."

"Yeah, I don't like it when they talk behind our backs like that; we don't do that." Fabian piped in.

"Why would we? Why do we need to tell each other about how our dates went? You want to find out, ask your girlfriends or spy on us." Mick said, pouring some cream into his refilled mug.

"Or you could just mind your own business," Jerome mumbled, resting his head on his hand and his elbow on the table.

"Exactly," Eddie backed up his fellow blonde.

"I want to go home." Jerome groaned after a few more seconds.

"I second that," Eddie raised his hand, throwing his share of the bill on the table.

"I third it," Alfie sighed, paying his part of the bill as well.

"We'll never do this again, will we?" Mick asked the group as they left the café.

"Never,"

"Nope,

"Ha, you crack me up,"

"I'd rather kill myself."

They all turned to Jerome with raised eyebrows as he stared out into the street.

"Don't do it, mate!" Alfie gripped his arm tightly.

"Do what? I was just looking at that restaurant; Mara and I are going there for our next date." He rolled his eyes.

"Oh,"

"Have fun,"

"I plan to." He announced and moved ahead of his friends as they conversed about their girlfriends and their past dates.

Oh, the irony, Jerome thought chuckling darkly.

600 words, on the dot. Nice. REVIEW AND PROMPT Y'ALL! I have one more drabble and then I need more, so send 'em in! Even just a single word.

Can y'all answer a question for me? Is 'bloody' a swear word? I mean, I never use it because I had once looked that up and it said it was considered the F word in the UK. Let me know! I mean, come on, I'm writing a British drabble series, those people say bloody all the time! I don't cuss, so if it is a cuss word in the US I won't be using it.

The next chapter will be up tomorrow for sure! And hopefully more if y'all prompt!

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-Rachel