The wrath of guys who don’t get to meet girls

So the other day, it was a holiday and our Tetra badminton court didn’t have enough players. So I asked a few of my badminton teammates to come and practise together.

Two Tetrans (I’ll call them A and B) came to play, and so got to meet the girls. There were two younger girls their age, so naturally the talk later was about these two girls (I’ll call them P and Q).

After that session, we were in the office when somehow the topic came up. A said he had spoken to one of the girls, P (he had plucked up the courage to ask her name! :P ) Then I told him, B has Q’s number already…

Two other guys were around at the time (let’s call them C and D, and by the way both of them do come to the badminton sessions more or less often), and all three of them went “What?! Is it true?!?!”

Not wanting to label B as a playboy, I decided to tell them the truth, which was that Q stays at the same apartment as B - and C immediately exclaims, “Me too!” I managed to get them to calm down so I could continue - she was looking for badminton players who could go to their apartment’s badminton court (it’s open to outsiders too, but of course it’s convenient to stay nearby!) - to which it was D’s turn to immediately exclaim, “I can go anytime! Just let me know!” (and note that D stays far far away…)

I doubt they were being totally serious, but the whole scene was absolutely hilarious. Which is why I still remember it about a week later… So now this post is for keepsakes. :D