Chapter 112 - Bachelor Party (1/2)

One day before the wedding and here we are, passed out on the floor after getting drunk. Thank god that we have one day left before the wedding. This hangover will take some time to heal.

On the night of Luke's bachelor party, all of us gathered for the celebration. Since both of us are married Luke agreed to make it less extravagant. No stripper or excessive drinking.

Meanwhile girls are also having their own party. Stella is there too. I hope she's having a great time with the ladies. Beside Regina she doesn't know any one of those ladies who will attend the party.

It's been a long time since I had a good time with my friends. Mike, Logan, William are here. My friend circle is very small but Luke is well acquainted with many people. I'm surprised that he didn't invited anyone else besides four of us.

” You two are horrible. I can't believe there's no strippers here. How can you call it a bachelor's party!” Logan said in a vexed tone. He is just upset with the arrangements.

” Dude I'm married.” Like threw his hands on air while reminding them about his current status.

” And me too.” I added.

” Oh fuċk off! This is shit.” Chugging on the alcohol, Logan grumbled.

” Logan chill out buddy. Enjoy the night. They won't understand the pain of single people.” I wonder if William is taking our side or teasing us.

” Yeah. Must be nice being married.” Mike said.

” Seriously I thought Luke will never get married or he will be the last one to do it. This is crazy man!” Logan said with chuckle.

” How about we have a drinking competition like we used to do in our college days?” As always Luke had to suggest something stupid. We were doing fine till now. What's with this stupid fight?

” I'm in.” Logan replied.

” Me too.” Mike joins them.

” Hey! Hey! Guys! Don't over do it.” I tried to put some brain into their empty heads. Although I failed.

William stayed with me. Both of us decided to refrain ourselves from it. Meanwhile three of them already passed out from drinking like manic. Logan started to puke since it was too much for him to handle.

The night continued as we laid senselessly in our hotel room.

Next day I came back to my house. I was excited to listen about Stella's experience. But looks like my my expectations were going to the opposite direction.

” What do you mean by male strippers?!” I yelled loudly with my eyes open wide. Here I was, being the loyal faithful husband, arguing with friends to avoid doing any sort of shameful thing where else my wife was enjoying some nȧkėd dude's strip tease.

Jesus Christ!

” It's not like that. One of Regina's friend hired some male performers-” Stella tried to correct her statement but I poked in.