tonight's gonna be a good night... ?

So, last night me and a few of my friends decided to go eat at our favorite Mexican restaurant where we also have some of our... favorite Mexicans. Jonathan and Sergio have been my friends for several months, and we always like going to visit them at work. However, due to the situation that happened last Friday, it was very awkward. Jonathan didn't hardly look at any of us, and wouldn't really talk to anybody, not even me, and we talk, in Spanish, all the time.

I texted him, because I wanted to make sure he didn't hate me. His messages were all very abrupt, 'leave me alone' 'goodbye', and the like. There were even a few curse words wedged in there. After that, I found out that one of my friends screwed him last Friday. Oh, this just keeps getting better, right? Wrong. I tried to talk to him about it, and he denied it.

It was weird for me, and now I hate that since this happened, he doesn't want to hang out with me or even see me, because the situation is strange. Last night, me and Tiffany rolled in at about midnight, and went to bed at like one. At two, I received a phone call. I went to look at my phone and it was from Jonathan. I ignored it. He called back. I ignored it, and then he called Tiffany.

And after several, "No, Jonathan, I can't come to your house, its too late," and many, "You are my friend, Sorry, Jonathan. It's thirty-five minutes away. I'm in bed. I can't,"s, he finally gave in and hung up. Then he called me... again. I ignored it, twice, and then he sent me a blank text message. And this is how that part of the conversation went.

Sarah: DORMIENDO! (I'm sleeping!)
Jonathan: Quiero sexo. (I want sex.)
Sarah: Se. En mi cama, y muy cansada, Jonathan. (I know, I'm in bed and very sleepy.)
Jonathan: Quiero sexo. (I want sex.)
Sarah: No sexo este noche. Lo siento. Adios. (No sex tonight, sorry, goodbye.)
Jonathan: Quero sexo con Friend #2*. (I want to have sex with _______.)
Sarah: Friend #2 es no aqui. Adios. (_______ is not here, goodnight.)
Jonathan: Quiero el numero de Friend #2. (I want ______'s phone number.)
Sarah: No me importa. Buenos noches y adios. (I don't care, goodnight and goodbye.)
Jonathan: Puja quiero cojer. ('I'm up', I wan't to f*ck.)
Sarah: No me importa. Basta. Adios. (I don't care. Enough! Goodnight.)
Jonathan: Ok, bebe. (Okay, baby.)

And that was the conversation. I rolled over and passed out. When I woke up, me and Tiffany cuddled and talked about the ridiculousness of our drunken Mexican friends. There was more to the story about me and Sergio, but that can wait for another day.

Later, everyone.

(*I don't really wanna give away any names, not that he knows her name...)