The Cold Sweat (updated v2)

from short distance, an ice cold voice broke the silence. "you are not after my friend, are you?"

Half an hour ago, before the conversation took place, Caroline is waiting angrily on the phone with zoe. Tonight, Wendy has finished work and want to do something at city. She dialed those two contacts she usually hang out with, Caroline and Zoe.

Only minutes before the meeting, Caroline called Zoe whether she's going. Zoe replied that she changed her mind, that she prefers to watch TV rather than go out tonight. So caroline ask her to call Wendy back, because Wendy asked Zoe to go, and Zoe agreed, now she doesn't want to go, she need to let Wendy know. Zoe agreed, indicating that she'll give Wendy a call.

fifteen minutes later, caroline's mobile is still silent. She sensed that something is going wrong, she sensed that Zoe hasn't called Wendy even though she promised to do so. reluctantly, she called again. Not surprisingly, Zoe did not call. Caroline's temper start to arise, slowly and firmly indicate zoe that she need to call wendy, because she changed her mind at last minute. Zoe again, agreed to call Wendy 'as soon as possible.'

five minutes later, to a sudden wake up call, caroline realise she has to call wendy. and tonight's outing could be very well cancelled. "wait, caro." bohan stood next to her, on a quiet street near kingsford. "i want to see Wendy, i haven't been outing with her for a while, maybe, maybe it's a chance for me to repair the relationship and get it back to the normal track."

thirty minutes later, three of them are gathered near town hall, merrily agreed upon to sing karaoke together. Walking towards the greenbox, "bo, are you chasing any girls at the moment?" "no, not really."

from short distance, an ice cold voice broke the silence. "you are not after my friend, are you?"

the voice is almost menacing, in a split second, bohan realise his attempt to mend the relationship has just failed.

"no, i am not."

"i hope not. 'cause she's already taken."

not caring about pleasing wendy any further. bohan's anger is about to explode.

"I know this as clear as you do."

This awkward converstaion has neatly been cut of by the greeting by the assistant at greenbox. "hi, how can I help you." "three please."

Quite magically, after the pause, the three of them enjoyed singing together. Regardless of the menacing voice, bohan decide to walk wendy to the station gentlmenly after they finished singing. Wendy politely indicate it's safe to walk to the station this time. before she left, bohan tried one more time to pull this together. "hey, wendy, are you busy on Thursday?"

"Yes, I am. going shopping with annie maybe. why?"

"Oh, I got some tickets for an special drum performance at star city, Thursday night. where every audience given a set of drum to play together with the artist."

"cool, i will think about it, i will give you a call on wed night."

both caroline and bohan knew that means no go. but having tried, bohan felt he has done his bit. now it's up to wendy. what's actually happened that drove her apart, still remain mystery in bohan's mind.

Zoe is ridiculously irresponsible. Not calling is just to save money. Incidentally, some other friends would call twice and hang up to make others to call back to save money. mate, you can't be cheap to that status.

earlier this morning, bohan went back to big w, with tie not found, he needs to buy one. at men's changing room, he met his manager Lee. Being told, drunk -> lost tie and jacket. Lee smiled gently. Ten minutes later, when bohan finally got his new shiny tie, he walked up to lunch room, ready to work. EVER SINCE that moment, almost every single employee he walked past, gave comment such as, 'oh, bo, nice tie. how did you lose your tie last night?' the gossip speed has been incrediable. By the end of the day, every one know, 'bohan is drunk last night, and lost jacket and tie.' it's not quite true, nor do they know, what's in the jacket is an carefully hand written mail by a friend. and both tie and jacket are not really lost, just temp hover around at brado's home.

the new tie. is jet black. a tie that bohan forces to buy in order to work on time this afternoon. which he likes greatly.

shortly after bohan and caro left wendy. the phone rang silently inside bohan's pocket. 'bohan, the plan is changed.' within seconds, caroline realise what's happening, without further notice, her shadow disappeared in elizabeth street. bohan stayed. twenty minutes later, bohan reached the basemend of Mc Donalds near Great Union, where he can write this dynamic story of the night down.


THE NEXT DAY ...
Sunday, 9th Jan 2005

7:33PM - I would suggest anyone don't go into any fancy jap restaurant with absolutely empty stomach. It cost me a fortune tonight. But life after food become less stressful. I am no longer tired and grumpy.

The day started 9:00am, 37 H Place, Kingsford, On top of the 3-seater Sofa. I opened my eyes, with no one within sight. look at myself, a man in shirt and tie, sleeping on a sofa. Yes, the Watershed.

I have been to the Watershed once before, but that was years ago. Last night, I stepped into it again with Justin, soon enough we met Jen and her fellow medicine (eye) friends. Surprisingly most are girls with an exception of Ali, a very big man, who tend to make me smoke. When i did manage put the cig into my mouth, justin and jen start to yell, "what are you doing, bohan?" yes, indeed, what am i doing? wasting another 'precious' cig of someone else. i don't know how to smoke after all.

1:00am - the back of the Echo is surprisingly roomy for one person to lie down. (i.e. me). without worrying the direction, a direction oriented man and a mild direction-less women, have driven me back to H Place. We are home safe at last, kosol very nicely gave me his donor, warm and cosy. Even with the presense of justin and Jen, i fell in sleep at 3. When I woke up, with no one within sight. I look around only see a man with shirt and tie. (Hey, sounds repetive)

I try to tell the story not completely linear which is bit boring, but don't tell the story in a linear fashion, doesn't sound like telling story, sounds like a fiction. hundred kilometres away, in CROYDON, someone is unaware of last night's tense moment of conversation between wen and bo.

I knew I was forgetting something. Randwick's Taste of Thai is again shut for the night. Bohan walking aimlessly towards the bus stop until his eye sight met Sherl's, a friend of a friend (Stella) of a friend (JJ). In another word, JJ's friend Stella's friend. After normal greetings, i indicate i need to go for dinner. she said by yourself. "yeah, don't really have i choice." i replied.
"I can accompany you." O--Kay. I didn't refuse the offer. Being the first time in Sushi Fusion. The authentic Jap accent-english greeting convinced me the food will not only be nice but also expensive. I feel bad bring Sherl into a fancy restaurant for dinner and need her to pay for her portion. So i nicely offered to pay for the dinner as a token of gratitude of willingness to accompany me for dinner. "Ok, but let me buy your dinner next time."

It wasn't an entirely smart idea. Maybe I don't even need to offer. Soon after we started, I realise she lives by her self at kingsford with a bachelor apartment, apparently she's paying $310 / a week and never worked. with this amount of rent, one can surely assume, paying for a meal is no-frown. Well, well, at least we did enjoy the meal. I finished staggering SEVEN PLATES! see what i mean, don't go there empty stomached, not a wise idea.

few hours later, at Dolphin Court, bo was enjoy his home alone and his first internet experience at night. GREAT. Even it's just 24 hours after the intense conversation, the tide seem to turn stable a bit.

sweety - msn login for wendy_xi

bohan says:
how's the reunion?
bohan says:
i went back from work to home (coogee) didn't see any burwood girls
sweety says:
hehe
sweety says:
i left early
bohan says:
i finsished work 6pm
bohan says:
then arrive 7pm ish
sweety says:
Oh .. i left at around 3
bohan says:
gosh, no wonder.
bohan says:
was it good?
bohan says:
coogee today is pretty cool
bohan says:
i have 3 ticket, so if you wanna grab another friend on thurs night, it'll be cool 2
sweety says:
yeah .. alright . i'll ask annie or something

um... sounds a little better, doesn't it?