Saturday

Do not speak of your happiness to one less fortunate than yourself.
Plutarch

"...and then as the fireworks started illuminating the night sky and he bent down and kissed me!" Marianne finished her story, pressing closer to Carter, who was sitting on the table beside her "It was like a fairy tale!"

"Oh really?" Sveta asked from the other end, poking around her plate, not really interested in the conversation.

"Yes!" The young woman exclaimed "I`ve been crushing on him only for the last few centuries! Never thought that he`d actually notice! Carter is kind of oblivious." She smiled lovingly at the man beside her and ruffled his hair.

Josh took a deep gulp from his glass. He doubted he could listen to this any longer. Every word that came out of Marianne's mouth made him sick to the stomach. The way she hung over Carter was rather similar to a leech. Like she had all of her pearly white teeth stuck around his throat.

"Oh! And then he took me to his house and we..." Josh had finally had enough of this. He slammed his glass on the table. He got up and stormed out of the room before anyone could question him. "Is he feeling sick?" Marianne asked, worry suddenly creeping in her voice.

"No." Aleera supplied "Carter broke up with Josh to be with you."