Meeting 205

It was Monday evening and I was getting ready to go out with some of the guys from flat 205. 205 was the flat opposite ours. We hadn't really interacted with them much. Generally, they seem quite quit like my flat for the first week. Kish, a guy of Indian descent I guessed and a little chubby but an alright looking guy, had knocked on our door around lunchtime and asked if we wanted to join them for some pre-drink before heading out to the SU (student union) later. Gem, Annie and me were up for it. Josh said he would join, he may as well have been part of flat 206 now but would have to head back to his after pre-drinks.

Gem: 'We really need to get you a new wardrobe'

Me: 'What's wrong with what I'm wearing?'

Gem: 'nothing, it just I have seen you wear that 2 times already this week, please tell me its at least been washed'

Me: 'Yeah of course it has, I'm not that gross'

It hadn't been. I still hadn't quite gotten into the routine of doing my own washing. To make matters worse I realised I really didn't have many casual clothes. My wardrobe was filled with different sportswear but not much else. Having worn a school uniform or spent my time on a Squash court for the majority of growing up meant that I hadn't needed more than a couple of casual items. So that's why I went with my grey check shirt again that I had owned since I was 15. It had gone from slightly big, to fitting me well over the years. I did the sniff test and I had even given it a quick iron before going out to the night, it was fine I decided.

While the girls were still getting ready I headed on over to 205 with Josh and the booze. I had decided Vodka was my drink of choice, it had been a key factor of my last good night so figured it may help tonight. I had also learned it pretty much went with any mixer which was good. Josh just had a few beers with him, he wasn't going out and needed to be able to work tomorrow.

It seemed 205 worked the same way we did, Kish and his other 2 male flatmates were there already chatting away and sipping some drink. The girls were still getting ready but popping in and out. I got chatting to kish and found out we were both studying Marketing. I was already on my 2nd drink when the girls joined.

Annie looked immaculate and all the guys turned an looked when she walked in the room. She pretended not to notice. She was wearing a form-fitting dress that accentuated her figure. The neckline dropped low enough you could see the top of her breasts but not too far it wouldn't be classy. My only disappointment was she was wearing some black tights that didn't show her legs off as well as they could. I figured it was nearly October and the weather was starting to get cold. Josh and I just smiled as the guys ogled her, was that how I reacted when I first saw her? It was good that Josh didn't seem the jealous type, with a girl like Annie I don't think a relationship lasts as theirs had for them if you were.

Gem for her part looked good as well, she wore a dark purple top that hung down off her breasts, making sure you knew how big they were, but not in a way that made her seem like a slut. She then wore a black leather skirt, that I thought looked difficult to move in but didn't seem to hinder her at all.

Two of the girls from flat 205 were dressed almost the same, both were brunettes of about average height. The main difference physically was one defiantly had lots in the way of curves, while the other was more petite. The petite one had a deep plunging neckline that didn't leave much to the imagination, while the other had a white boob tube that left even less. I think Kish had said their names were Laura and Kate, although I didn't know which was which.

The final girl, Emma, was more interesting. She had short blonde hair with a streak of purple in it. A cute face with a nose piercing and lip piercing, without which she would probably look quite young and innocent. She hadn't made the same effort with clothes as the other had and was sat wearing a big grey jumper than came down below her waist and some skinny jeans. Emma seemed more at home chatting to the guys, and I presumed was a bit of a tomboy.

With us all ready and drinks in hand one of the boys, Jake I think picked up a pack of cards

Jake: 'Right who want to play some drinking games?'