you will undoubtedly end up spending your
day at there, deciding what you want to do
and where you want to go.
said Alice "we could...erm..."
looked around, nothing sprang to mind. He
raised his eyebrow at Alice. "We could
thought about this for a second, and said,
"No erming is definitely something we
could not do." She grinned at
that's a shame, it really is." Nate said
and grinned back.
isn't much to do today," Alice
decided. "I think this afternoon is a
adopted a terrible Russian accent.
the same mock voice Nate replied, "Well,
of course." And he got into his car to
lead the way to his house.
far as Nate and Alice knew, poker had
absolutely nothing to do with Russia. This
fact, however, didn't stop them from
playing Russian poker. Russian poker is
like normal poker, except in three areas.
First, when playing Russian poker, you
must always use a Russian accent. Second,
instead of money, all bets are made in
nuclear missiles. And third, it's usually
played after drinking large amounts of the
Russians' favorite drink, vodka. In
retrospect, vodka is probably how they
invented the whole game.
I will raise you three nuclear missiles,"
Alice slurred in an accent so bad it
bordered on becoming its own
will see your three missiles and raise you
one more nuclear missile," Nate said in
the same accent, only worse. He found
himself staring into Alice's eyes,
watching her fumble with her five card
one missile?! You are a girlie man. I will
see your one girlie man missile, and raise
you a million missiles!" She looked back
at him, hoping she had not yelled too
looked at Alice, then down to his hand,
and said dejectedly, "Well, I fold
both cracked up laughing.
you hungry?" Nate asked as he walked into
the kitchen, wondering if he had any
do you have waffles?" Alice said jumping
to her feet and kicking the pile of
no waffles, but I could make some
pancakes, which are like waffles without
the squares." Nate said.
Well, I enjoy the squares, but pancakes
will have to do," Alice said, and she
wondered if she ever would get her
waffles. It was already dark outside.
in themselves are relatively easy to make,
especially if you have the boxed batter.
When making boxed pancakes the hardest
part is deciding what to put in the
pancakes. While some things, such as
chips, or salsa, seem like a good idea at
the time, they usually aren't. For
tonight's pancakes they decided on
both sat down on the couch, turned the TV
to old Saturday Night Live episodes, and
ate their pancakes.
Light urple?" Nate and Alice echoed after
the words came out of the TV. They both
almost dropped their pancakes
was getting late, the pancakes were gone
and the cards strewn about the
thanks, I had fun." said Alice.
yeah, me too," Nate said and looked in
Alice's eyes, only for a
looked down shyly. "Well, I guess I should
go back home, get some sleep."
looked down. "Well drive safely, I'll call
she said, and hugged Nate
Alice drove out of Nate's driveway Nate
thought about her. He definitely loved
her, they had been friends for a long
time. He loved being with her, and it
seemed she enjoyed her time with her. Nate
thought long and hard, should he 'ask her
out'? But, no, that seems to
cliché. They are both happy now,
would it be worth it to risk fucking
everything up. Nate thought about this a
lot, but nothing concrete ever came of it.
In the end there is only one way to find
out which is better for them.
cleaned up the cards and went to
we never will find out, or maybe tomorrow.
We may never know.