"Thomas is totally oblivious! It'll take an outright declaration of love on Newt's part for Tomas to realize that they are smitten with each other," Alby declared. He eyed Minho who seemed a bit more optimistic about the odds.
"But Newt isn't that dense, you see. He realizes he want's Thomas and he seems to know Thomas feels the same way he does. Eventually Newt will be fed up with the game he's trying to play and give the most eloquent love declaration we've ever heard. Now, put your money where your mouth is and pick a time frame, shuck face!" Minho commanded. He was far too excited about the bet, Alby decided. Probably because Minho was going to try to rig it so he would win. "I say between now and Valentine's Day."
"Fine, I'll take between the 15th and the last day of March," Alby dissented, dropping his money into the upturned hat. "What if we are all wrong?"
"What an idea, Alby and Minho both being wrong," Thomas sarcastically jested as he joined the pair in the study lounge. "What are you debating today? The cause of global warming or what's happening to the honey bees maybe?" He looked at the sheet tucked under the hat with a table of dates and corresponding names. Minho snatched it quickly but Thomas read it easily while the paper went tumbling through the air.
"Just a silly bet we've got going on. Nothing you'd be interested in, Thomas," Minho nervously said, chuckling half-heartedly in an attempt to smooth over the subject. "Don't you normally have practice today?"
"Cancelled. And just so you know, it actually looks like Alby was right. No one has the right date down," Thomas asserted. The pair blanched but Minho tried to side track the situation.
"The bet is for future dates, it would be stupid to try to wrongly guess what today was. It's just about when Gally will finally keep his new year's resolution of being nice to one person a week."
"Sure, whatever you dorks. And unless someone put down for Chuck's Halloween party for when Newt and I became official, I believe this money is mine." Thomas snatched the bills and wiggled his eyebrows. "Consider it payment for not letting Newt rip you up one side and down the other."