It reached 5:30 and people started showing up at the door with plates of food that weren’t needed. Luke and I were called back into the kitchen to put out all the new food onto the tables. I’d been out of the kitchen twice trying to find places for all the extra food when a fat, balding man in his fifties came up to me and introduced himself.
“Hello young lady, I don’t believe we’ve met. My name’s Greg, Luke’s uncle.”
“Nice to meet you Greg, I’m Katelin, I just moved in across the street with my mum,” I replied shaking his hand.
“Are you Luke’s girlfriend? Liz has told me you and Lukey boy have been ‘hanging out’ all afternoon,” he chuckled winking at Luke and gesturing him over.
“No, Luke and I only met today, I’m just getting to know him,” I replied throwing Luke a look of desperation as he slowly made his way over.
“Oh well then, give it time then. What do you do for a living then Katie?” he asked while I grimaced, I hated when people called me Katie.
“I’m a childcare worker, how about you Greg?” I replied looking at Luke who gave me a sympathetic look and shook his head.
“I work in an abattoir,” he stated proudly.
“That must get… messy.”
“No, not at all! A little blood here and there as the bullet goes through the animals head but not much. We kill them humanely. They don’t feel a thing.”
“Sounds great,” I muttered feeling a little queasy. “If you’ll excuse me I’m needed back in the kitchen. It was nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you to Katie,” Greg replied as I quickly retreated to the kitchen. I heard footsteps behind me as I made my way inside leaning on the kitchen counter for support.
“You okay?” Luke asked from behind me.
“I think I just became a vegetarian. I mean how can you kill an animal humanely?”
“Who knows but hey, just forget about it. Calum just texted me saying they’re about ten minutes away. Speaking of texting, I need your number,” he smirked handing me his phone. I took mine out of my pocket, unlocked it before passing it to him. I typed my number into Luke’s phone and took a silly selfie setting it as the caller ID. We gave each other back our phones and headed back into the kitchen for more alcohol.
“Shots?” Luke suggested.
“Let me get my vodka,” I smirked, heading over to where I put my little esky.
I pulled the bottle out of the esky as Luke was grabbing shot glasses from the cupboard. I filled each shot glass to the brim before quickly putting the bottle back in the esky. I walked back over to Luke and took my glass from his hand.
“Bottoms up,” he grinned before we drank. The vodka was cold but left a burning sensation as it travelled down my throat.
I giggle from behind us caused Luke and I to whip around to see who it was.
I'm in a good mood today so have another chapter.