Day one, 6pm
My partner and a group of his friends have gathered on a floor below to play cards. Five minutes before he left, Maiyuu asked if I was going out tonight. I told him I probably wouldn’t, as the money is running short. Help may be at hand, if he does well in the game.
Last time he said he neither won nor lost; the time before, he came home with a few hundred baht. Tonight he asked me to invest in him. We’ll each put B100 baht into the game and see what happens. If he does well, I might go out after all. If he loses, then I’ll have even less money to spend.
I hope Maiyuu has done his homework, and knows who is taking part. He has a large friend with a memory as prodigious as his weight, who always does well at cards. Let’s hope he’s busy somewhere else.
7pm
I have just been downstairs to pay them a visit. There are five players, with the big one nowhere in sight. The girl who rents the room, who has just had her nose done, asked me if I was going out. 'That depends on how well Maiyuu is doing – he’s probably lost the lot,' I said jokingly. On hearing the word ‘lose,’ Maiyuu banished me from the room.
One of the boys down there is a beautiful young man and perennial student, called Rut, whose place I visit with boyfriend Maiyuu occasionally. Rut lives at home with his parents. I once read a short story he wrote, where Rut spoke of the debt of gratitude he owes his parents. ‘I stay at home most nights and do not go out much,’ he wrote. Tonight he must have a leave pass.
9pm
Maiyuu is back, and he is not amused. The game is still going downstairs, but he cut his losses and quit early. He repays my capital, which leaves him short B35. Maiyuu says he was B700 ahead until I went down to see them, and uttered the word ‘lose’. That broke the spell, and with it his winning streak. He kept losing until he could stand it no more, and quit.
Day 2, 11.30pm
The card-playing group has reformed. When I came home, the punters had moved to my place. Nine people, including Maiyuu's boss, gathered around a mat. A kathoey friend had already lost B3500; Maiyuu himself had lost B400. However, the winner gave me B100 to cover the cost of electricity and water used during their stay, and gave Maiyuu another B100.
I had never met Maiyuu's boss before, though I have heard a lot about her. Today she was wearing orange hair. She declined to give me a wai geeeting, even though I am older and she was in my home, so I ignored her.
My partner and a group of his friends have gathered on a floor below to play cards. Five minutes before he left, Maiyuu asked if I was going out tonight. I told him I probably wouldn’t, as the money is running short. Help may be at hand, if he does well in the game.
Last time he said he neither won nor lost; the time before, he came home with a few hundred baht. Tonight he asked me to invest in him. We’ll each put B100 baht into the game and see what happens. If he does well, I might go out after all. If he loses, then I’ll have even less money to spend.
I hope Maiyuu has done his homework, and knows who is taking part. He has a large friend with a memory as prodigious as his weight, who always does well at cards. Let’s hope he’s busy somewhere else.
7pm
I have just been downstairs to pay them a visit. There are five players, with the big one nowhere in sight. The girl who rents the room, who has just had her nose done, asked me if I was going out. 'That depends on how well Maiyuu is doing – he’s probably lost the lot,' I said jokingly. On hearing the word ‘lose,’ Maiyuu banished me from the room.
One of the boys down there is a beautiful young man and perennial student, called Rut, whose place I visit with boyfriend Maiyuu occasionally. Rut lives at home with his parents. I once read a short story he wrote, where Rut spoke of the debt of gratitude he owes his parents. ‘I stay at home most nights and do not go out much,’ he wrote. Tonight he must have a leave pass.
9pm
Maiyuu is back, and he is not amused. The game is still going downstairs, but he cut his losses and quit early. He repays my capital, which leaves him short B35. Maiyuu says he was B700 ahead until I went down to see them, and uttered the word ‘lose’. That broke the spell, and with it his winning streak. He kept losing until he could stand it no more, and quit.
Day 2, 11.30pm
The card-playing group has reformed. When I came home, the punters had moved to my place. Nine people, including Maiyuu's boss, gathered around a mat. A kathoey friend had already lost B3500; Maiyuu himself had lost B400. However, the winner gave me B100 to cover the cost of electricity and water used during their stay, and gave Maiyuu another B100.
I had never met Maiyuu's boss before, though I have heard a lot about her. Today she was wearing orange hair. She declined to give me a wai geeeting, even though I am older and she was in my home, so I ignored her.
She brought along with her two young men, one of whom is her bit of fancy for the night. The other boy is his friend. I have no idea where she picked them up. One was wearing sunglasses. The other wore a cute baby face.
Day 3, 6pm
Maiyuu has come home with a flat screen for the computer, which looks smart. It has a small defect on the bottom right hand side, where the colours go a little strange. The flaw is the result of his two bosses, a husband and wife couple, fighting in the office.
The woman, who coincidentally I met last night for the first time, threw a CD cover at her husband. It missed, and hit the computer screen instead. She told Maiyuu he could have it, as it no longer works properly.
Maiyuu brought it home to see if we can fix it. This is the second time we have benefited from her inaccurate aim - if not her gambling losses - after she threw items at her husband. The first time it was an aircraft paperweight, which missed its intended target, and broke on impact with a wall in the office. It now sits on a bookshelf in my bedroom.
Day 3, 6pm
Maiyuu has come home with a flat screen for the computer, which looks smart. It has a small defect on the bottom right hand side, where the colours go a little strange. The flaw is the result of his two bosses, a husband and wife couple, fighting in the office.
The woman, who coincidentally I met last night for the first time, threw a CD cover at her husband. It missed, and hit the computer screen instead. She told Maiyuu he could have it, as it no longer works properly.
Maiyuu brought it home to see if we can fix it. This is the second time we have benefited from her inaccurate aim - if not her gambling losses - after she threw items at her husband. The first time it was an aircraft paperweight, which missed its intended target, and broke on impact with a wall in the office. It now sits on a bookshelf in my bedroom.
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