To my surprise, Lucas brought me to the place I'm working at. It's really troubling to see the others staring at me with confused looks when I entered the place only to become the customer. But since it's not my shift yet, I couldn't care less about others.
"Just choose anything that you want. It's my treat."
Lucas smiled as his white teeth shone so brightly that it made me wonder how he could be so lucky to have a nice face and even teeth. That must be nice. Well, he did say it's his treat, so I'm going to order two servings for myself. That would make up for him being annoying this morning. I could forgive him with this food.
"Aren't you curious about them?"
Lucas mentioned as I furrowed my eyebrows. What nonsense is he spouting now? I'm in the middle of enjoying my food so I would appreciate it if he would shut the fuck up. 
"Don't you have a lot of questions about them?"
As I rolled my eyes, sighing in discomfort, I told him I had no idea what he was talking about.
"I mean Simon and Thomas."
Lucas finally said as I stared at him, confused. What about them? Why are we talking about them? Why would I be curious about them? Huh? I seriously don't understand what he's trying to say.
"Oh my god. You are so boring."
Lucas sighs in frustration as I become even more confused. Okay? He had already said that to me. How many more does he think of saying that to me?
"What is your point exactly? Did you treat me to dinner just to talk about them? Why?"
I responded, and that somehow made him surprised. Wait, is this some kind of bribe or something? To make sure that I don't tell anybody? How sly. But it was delicious, so it doesn't matter if this is a bribe or not.
"Heh, I thought you would be bombing me with questions about them. You really are a weird nut."
Lucas was smirking as he kept staring at me. That was really uncomfortable.
"Why would I care about someone else's life? Honestly, that was just a stupid mistake I've made. I learned my lesson; to never eavesdrop again."
I said to him as he started to laugh. He literally laughed with his hands smacking my shoulders slightly. Wow, this guy's really cozying up to me so fast that it's making me really uncomfortable.
"Sorry about that. You see, both of them are my buddies. So I wouldn't want some weird nut to be spreading things about them. You know what I mean right?"
He gave me a smile. Somehow of it seems fake, but I don't care since he's treating me to free food. Wait, hopefully he's not thinking of just leaving me here with the bill, right?
"You're paying for the food, right?"
I stared at him in horror, and that made him laugh even more. I seriously don't understand what is so funny. Wait, does it mean I'm right and he finds it funny how I only just realised it after eating to my heart's content? Fuck.
"I am paying, so don't worry and eat as much as you want."
Lucas smirks, and I hate to admit it, but he really is attractive. It's just weird how he's going so far just to treat me with food to make sure that I don't tell anyone about it.
"Well, I do wonder about one thing."
I said, as that perks Lucas's interest. He made a face like "you must be curious, so ask me anything, but I'm not going to tell you everything." He's really the weird one here.
"Why are they friends with you?"
I asked, and Lucas glared at me.
"You want to pay for the food?"
He said, and I now realise I shouldn't make such a joke to him. He is so annoying. I was just asking... since why would they be friends? I mean, it is weird. For a guy to be in a relationship with another guy and they both have a mutual friend who is also a guy, That is really something.
"I knew Simon in middle school and Thomas in high school. We gradually got close since you could say I played a big role in their relationship."
Lucas, he said as he gave me a smug look, probably proud of something only he would know of.
"Are you a cupid or something?"
I joked as he just rolled his eyes, saying how childish I was. What is the point of this conversation if I didn't ask what's on my mind? Ugh.
"I am way better than cupid."
He winked at me as I scoffed at his behavior. How can someone be so freakishly annoying? Well, that was my first impression of Lucas. We've just met but it feels nice talking to him, although it was just him talking about his friends and how he got them together. I wonder if he ever feels weird about his friends being together... doing things that are supposedly done by a girl and a boy.
"What about you? Girlfriend? Boyfriend?"
I asked as I'm also curious to know if his friends are dating and are always together. What would he be doing then? He should also have someone special, right? Looking at him, well. He does look like a flirt. He looks like a player. But then again, who am I to judge when I barely know him? Heck, we just got to know each other today.
"I'm still single and available. Wanna date?"
Lucas replied, and that got me sure that he's really a player. Seeing how easy it was for him to ask that kind of thing to anyone, perhaps whomever he met. He really is something. I just rolled my eyes at his stupid question. But I know one thing; he doesn't say anything about whether he's not into boys or not. I did have my suspicion, but I don't know since we barely know each other and this might be our last meeting, so I don't really want to associate myself with him.
Sometimes I wish I were a boy.
"Why did you think about that?"
Lucas said, his eyes softening. I was dumbfounded at how stupid I was for saying that out loud. I mentally curse myself for my stupidity.
"Well, life just seems better if I'm a boy."
I shrugged, not really understanding what I was saying truthfully since I don't know why I said such things to him, who is a boy.
"How are you sure that being a boy makes your life easier?"
He added as he seemed interested in that conversation. I wonder why? It seems weird how he's so invested in this kind of topic out of every other topic that we could talk about. As he was sitting in front of me, he had the palm of his hand resting on his chin as he continued to study my expression. I wonder what is going on inside of his head right now. He somehow looks troubled.
"Well, if I were a boy I don't have to worry about getting pregnant. I don't have to worry about what kind of job I should do since being a boy means that I could handle all the heavy work too. Being a boy could make me feel safe going out alone at night. If I were a boy, I'd probably be happier."
I replied to him as he just listened to me rambling about how I wanted to be a boy. I mean, being a boy does have some privileges on its own.
"Well, you've got some points. But I don't really think being a boy is a solution to that kind of problem. There are jobs that guys can't do but girls can. Most people don't walk around alone in the middle of the night, so I don't think that should be a worry. Only a psychopath would wander around at night doing things that shouldn't be done by normal people. Why would you even want to go out at night alone? And if you don't want to get pregnant, why not wear a condom? Do you take pills? Or better yet, don't fuck up."
Lucas stared at me in disbelief, saying how he couldn't imagine himself walking around at night. He doesn't understand what he would be doing if he really did do it.
"And I'm not really sure if being a guy makes you happier than you are now. Why? You're not happy with your life?"
Lucas added as he sipped his drink, or should I say beer. When did he even order that? But he does have a point. I wonder why I wanted to be a boy. I wonder what makes me sure that I would be happy if I were a boy. Somehow, this conversation is turning deeper and it's making me lose myself. I was thankful that my shift is starting soon.
"You haven't answered me yet."
Lucas whined as I told him that my shift is starting. I wonder what makes him so invested in this conversation...
"I wonder about that..."
I seriously don't understand myself, but when I saw him, I was sure that if I was him, life would be so much easier. Happier. So I just thought of it as a wimp. I never really thought that he would take this conversation seriously. The only thing that I knew about him was his name. So I wonder what this feeling inside my chest means.