"Dave and Maggie broke up," Charlie told me, as he set his phone down on the counter.
"Oh, I liked Maggie," I said, with a mouthful of my morning Cheerios.
"Eh, she was a bitch," Charlie replied.
"Ok then, haha," I said.
"Well, Dave's pissed. I guess she cheated on him."
"Oh yeah, fuck that bitch, then. Is Dave doing ok?"
I didn't really care how Dave was doing. He's kind of an asshole and I definitely get why Maggie would cheat on him. Of the two brothers, Charlie was the catch. I mean they both look similar, obviously, as they're are brothers. Both tall and thin, not lanky, just lean and toned. Slight scuff on the face. Blueish greenish eyes. Charlie is a smart guy, has a good job, and is an all around good guy.
Dave, on the other hand, wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed. He was two years younger than Charlie. He didn't go to college, always had odd jobs and couldn't keep a steady one. I guess I never got what Maggie saw in him in the first place. He was kind of a jerk to her, and she was always so good to him. He must have been good in bed. If he was anything like his brother in that department, he definitely was.
And Maggie. Oh my god she was so pretty. And smart. She was a nurse at the local hospital, and had her sights set on med school to become an oncologist. I had a feeling Maggie was starting to think Dave was just going to use her as his meal ticket and she didn't want to get stuck supporting him.
"Dave is bummed out so he wants to stop over for a beer or two later, that ok?" Charlie asked me as he was about to head out the door to work.
"I don't care. Want me to pick up some food on my way home? I'll be out of work at about 6:00"
"Yeah I'll text you, we can decide what we're in the mood for later."
Ugh, I definitely had no desire for Dave to come over later. I'm for sure not looking forward to my boyfriend's brother bashing his ex girlfriend, who I actually liked way more than him. Whatever; I figured maybe I'd have a beer or two and call it an early night and let them have a bro night.
Throughout the day, I couldn't help but wonder who Maggie fucked, or where she met the guy, or how Dave found out. I bet she fucked a coworker; probably a doctor. I wonder if it's even true. I would wager it's way more likely he cheated on her. I could tell Dave liked to stick his dick into any girl who so much as smiled at him.
The work day went by, and I ended up getting out way later than I wanted to, close to 7:30. Charlie texted me just to grab a pizza, which he had already ordered and placed it under my name, Krista. He told me he grabbed the beers and that Dave was already at our house. Lovely.
So I got back to our place, and I could see that Dave and Charlie were already a couple of beers ahead of me.
"Hey babe! Thanks for bringing home the pie!" Charlie said, as I walked through the door.
"Hey Krista," Dave said barely looking up from his drink.
"Hey Dave, sorry about Maggie," I said to him. "You'll find someone better soon!"
"Yeah thanks, we'll see," he replied.
I set the pizza down on the coffee table in the living room, kicked off my shoes off and joined them on the couch.
"Let's dig in! Hey throw me a beer" I said excitedly. I was starving, and I definitely needed a drink.
So we ate, drank, chatted. Mostly chatted about Dave and Maggie, and how he felt and what he as going to do. He did admit that he "fucked up" and could have been better in the relationship. He should have been more attentive to her and appreciated her more.