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- Author: S.E. Law
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I squeeze between two people I only vaguely know to try and make my
way into the kitchen. After all, my Vegas apartment is way too small to
host a party with thirty people, but it’s the only place that was readily
available. Renting out a restaurant is out of the question, and public parks are
too hot because temperatures in the desert have been soaring lately.
Seriously, in Vegas we have something called “100 over 100,” which means
a hundred days of the year that are over a hundred degrees in temperature. As
a result, this place is hot and only getting hotter as we wait in anticipation for
my ex to arrive.
I know it sounds weird that I’m throwing a surprise birthday party for a
someone I used to date. Who does that, right? But it’s all good because Sean
and I broke up on good terms a while ago, and there are no hard feelings. He
went his way, and I went mine, and it wasn’t really a big deal. If anything,
things are pretty much the same between us except we don’t sleep together
anymore. In fact, we were never exclusive, so nothing’s that different at all.
As a result, I’m happy to throw this surprise birthday party for my ex.
But still, looking around, I take a deep breath because my tiny one bedroom
is now crammed to the gills to people.
“Oof!” I grunt, as a girl I only sort-of recognize elbows me in the ribs while
going by. Seriously, eight hundred square feet is not enough for thirty people,
not even close. There are folks already spilling out into the hallway, but how
is that going to work when this is supposed to be a surprise party? They need
to come back inside, stat.
Then someone shouts, “Turn up the A/C!” because it’s so hot, and I have to
agree. Worming my way through the crowd, I push the button on the
thermostat, but it’s already going at full speed even if it’s still like a sauna in
Yet my guests seem to be enjoying themselves. People mill about, talking
and laughing, and it’s a good-looking crew, as is the wont in Vegas. A lot of
us work in the hospitality industry, and looks matter in this business. Not
only that, but I know a couple folks who are only moonlighting as bartenders
and cocktail waitresses as they pursue their true dreams of being a model or
actor. So yes, it’s a young, attractive crowd, and I smile flirtatiously at a
particularly charming young man while slipping into my tiny kitchen.
Thankfully, it’s a little quieter here, so I can breathe a bit. The chill from the
fridge cools me as I open it, and I bring out a platter of cream cheese and
olives, before setting them on a board with an assortment of whole wheat
crackers. This is great, I nod to myself. One day, I’ll have a big house where
I can throw lavish dinner parties where we aren’t sweltering en masse. But
until then, I have to settle for what I can get.
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