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This is a continuation of Chapter 16.

Kimmon's POV

It was a great pleasure to meet Bas this evening.

He had a hard time finding a table because he was among the latecomers at the Dinner Hall.

Luckily for him I was almost finished with my dinner and besides there were three empty seats at my table, so when I saw him looking helplessly around, I raised my hand and motioned for him to join me.

It turned out that he was such a lively and fun character.

I know that I had invited the dimpled guy whom I had met earlier at the pool for drinks at the bar, but on impulse, I invited Bas as well.

Bas was more than happy to say yes to my invitation.

After dinner, I told him that I needed to go back to my cabin.

He asked me if I wanted him to meet up at the bar or someplace else.

I asked him where his cabin was located. When he told me, I was pleasantly surprised to know that he was just a few cabins farther away from mine.

I told him that I would go knocking on his cabin door when I was ready to head out for the bar.

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As soon as I was ready I went and knocked on Bas' cabin door. He greeted me with a bright smile. Damn, this kid was sure attractive.

As we were walking down the corridor I thought that I better let Bas know that I had invited Copter for drinks as well.

He said it was fine with him.

"The more the merrier", he had said.

Along the corridor, we passed by another passenger who was unlocking his door and when I said "hi" to him, he replied with "Have a nice evening."

Bas probably thought that the guy was talking to him instead of to me because Bas quickly replied with a cheerful, "Thanks, we will!"

When we reached the bar, Copter was already there.

Shit, he didn't look too happy when he saw me walking in with Bas.

I introduced Bas to Copter and Copter managed a friendly smile and a handshake.

"What drinks did you have in mind?" I asked my two new friends.

"I was thinking of a Long Island Iced Tea," Copter said.

Bas looked undecided.

"I don't know what to order," he said.

Suddenly the bartender addressed Bas.

"May I see your ID please?" he asked.

Oh shit, I had forgotten to ask Bas how old he was. Come to think of it, he didn't look a day older than seventeen.

Bas fished out his wallet and took out his ID and handed it to the bartender.

"Sorry, buddy, no can do" the bartender said, handing the ID back to Bas, "You're not yet of legal age to drink."

"How old are you, Bas?" I asked, my heart sinking to its lowest depths.

"I'm twenty," Bas replied.

"We do not serve drinks to customers below twenty one," the bartender said with a regretful tone.

Dammit.

I turned to Copter.

"Will you stay here and wait for me while I escort Bas back to his cabin?" I asked Copter, "you can already order your drink. Put it on my tab."

"Okay," said Copter.

Did I just imagine it or did he look relieved? Did he want only me for company tonight?

Hmmmmm......

Suddenly Bas spoke up.

"Hey, there's no need to escort me back to my cabin," he said, "I can make my own way back, don't worry about it."

"I'm so sorry, Bas," I said, feeling really guilty about the situation, "I should have asked you first how old you are."

"Not a problem, believe me," he said with a bright smile as he walked away.

Godt's POV

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As I entered my cabin, for some reason I started to feel bored and lonely.

Should I call Gun Napat to say good night to him and then perhaps he would invite me for coffee or tea before retiring to sleep?

I dug into my pocket to take out my phone.

My phone wasn't there. I dug into my other pocket. No phone either.

Did I leave it at Gun Napat's cabin?

I must have. There was no place else where I could have left it.

Once more, I stepped out of my cabin.

As I did so, I heard footsteps coming my way.

I looked to see who it was.

It was the young man who earlier had cheerfully said to me, "Thanks, we will!" when I had told him and his companion to have a nice evening.

Wait, he was walking with his head down and he was looking sad and disappointed.

I wondered what had happened.

When he was directly in front of me, I asked him, "Hey, are you okay?"

He did not reply but just shook his head.

"You wanna tell me about it?" I prodded.

"I'm freaking underage!!!" he complained.

Oh shit, should I stay away from him? I was already being branded a pedophile by that guy, Mark, who had returned Gun Napat's wallet.

"I'm sorry to hear that," I said.

I was about to turn away when suddenly he grabbed my arm.

"Can you keep me company for a few hours tonight?" he asked with a pleading tone.

In other words, did I want to get arrested for molesting an underage boy?

No way, no freaking way.