Adrian grinned broadly over to Donald. Oh yes, those three had been friends all since their College days. Adrian remembered them well. The parties and the girls. And still, after they all graduated, they never lost contact, even if their paths separated.<br/><br/><em>"Mmmhmm..I bet he's having a good time." </em>Adrian said with a smug smile. The stripper indeed did good work. His arm remained around Oliver's shoulder, in a reassuring manner, of course. There were things Adrian never shared with anyone. He always kept them to himself. Probably out of fear. It..wouldn't be a good thing, if his friends would find out that Adrian always had a thing... for other men. Since College already, but he rarely did anything to satisfy his desires. Yes, here and there he had, when he was on business trips out of town. He used to buy himself some nice, handsome hooker, to fulfill his desires and have a gorgeous ass all to his own. Adrian was too scared to reveal such a thing to his best friends. What if they would hate him? What if they would never speak a word to him again? Oh no, Adrian was not about to risk a good, yearlong friendship just like this.<br/><br/>However, when Oliver replied with being unlucky, and that he wanted out of the relationship with Sylvia, he was slightly taken aback, and surprised. Adrian's eyebrows furrow in thought. There.. could be so many reasons for such a statement, and for a moment, they all flashed through Adrian's mind. Of course, Oliver was a bit distracted, and much like Donald, Adrian as well chocked it up to the alcohol they all had by now. And not too less!<br/><br/>Adrian looked over to Donald, when Oliver made his statement, and he took a long pull from his glass. He watched Donalds reaction for a moment, and then he clears his throat and he blinked, to clear his mind a little. The booze started to take it's toll, slowly but surely. Adrian felt buzzed already.<em>"Okay. Man. What the fuck has gotten into you, hm? Don't tell me you just realized it. I mean...look around, man. It's your damn Bachelor Party." </em>there was no accusation, though. Adrian was wondering and he was probably just as stunned by this statement as Donald was right now.<br/><br/>He moved his hand a bit, to squeeze one of Oliver's shoulders.<em>"Come on, Oliver. Talk to us. We're your best friends, man."</em>he said, softly so, trying to coax a bit more information out of his friend. Maybe for selfish reasons, but it didn't sound like it.