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Part 2


Two Days Earlier:

Gerard Rosenthal and Warwick Von Kraus had just graduated med school together a few weeks earlier. Warwick drove them down the road, classical music playing from the old radio of the jeep. Gerard barked out in laughter. “Just two days left, and then I’m a married man!”

Warwick smirked, not taking his hands off the wheel as he turned the corner. “Yes, well we all know how that’ll work out Rosenthal; you’ll be p***y whipped within the hour. Hell, you already are, not even having a bachelor party!” Taking a hand off the wheel, he leaned his arm out the window and turned to look at Gerard. Warwick was a young man at this point, the same age as him, with dark black straight hair and ice blue eyes. “You have got to loosen up, we just got out of med school, and we tied for the highest marks in our class!”

Gerard smiled and sighed, moving his glasses up the bridge of his nose. He chuckled, “With friends like you and James, I highly doubt I’ll need one.”

Right as he said that, Warwick turned his head back to the road suddenly and sharply turning the wheel, rolling the jeep up over the sidewalk without warning, speeding directly towards a brick building.

Gerard leaned back and gripped his seat with his glasses falling crooked on his face he screamed in a state of panic “Holy s**t Warwick!”

The jeep came to a screeching halt just inches away from the brick.

POWWW! James hit the side of the car where Gerard was, grinning widely and slamming his hands, one holding a beer bottle, against the door and slurring his speech. “Heyyy... -hiccup- yo Doc!”

Gerard jumped back from the window, his mouth wide open as Warwick laughed madly, throwing his arms over the steering wheel and burying his head in hysterics. Wiping the tears from his eyes, Warwick turned off the car and tossed the keys into his pocket, getting out and slamming the door shut. A ton of their colleges poured out of the pub, all holding bottles of beer, shouting and hooting and hollering for Gerard. “Woohooo! You are the man!” “Go Gerard!” “Yeah!”

Gerard slowly got out of the jeep, closing the car door and leaning against it. His glasses still crooked, he moved his fingers through his hair, staring in shock at the pub. “….I should have expected this…”

Warwick grinned and chuckled, calling out, “Welcome to your Bachelor Party, Rosey!” Laughing loudly, he high-fived several men as he jogged into the pub.

James ran over and threw his arm around Doc’s shoulder, raising his beer bottle high into the air, staggering as he pulled Doc towards the masses in the pub, laughing and hiccupping, the smell of beer on him almost overwhelming. “Yo everyone! Doc is in the house!”

Before Gerard could turn to make a run for it, all the drunken men closed in around them, hooting and screaming and patting Gerard on the shoulder, about ten of them all at once shoving beers into his hands until he had an armful. The crowd lifted him up off the ground and tossed him around, hollering “HURRAY!” as they carried him through the narrow door; Gerard’s head hit the top of the door, knocking him out cold.

((to be continued))