Barcelona Chronicles - Episode 2

Boys Don't Talk

At the MACBA: 

A heavy sky that could announce a summer storm. The police have just evacuated the place for an unknown reason. Anyway, Mika has finished his skate session. He's getting better with his new mode of travel around the city. Now he gonna join these two friends, Tom and Matteo, on a terrace next to the place.

The three guys are soon joined by Laura, Tom's girlfriend. New arrival, new beer tour! Early evening, the sky still hesitating over their heads, like their plans for the night. Laura expresses her desire for Tom to be "alone, for once!" And rather at home. Small response from the latter, obviously little excited by the prospect of a head to head in love. "It's hot! Why shut up? "," I have fans at home! "You live far away! And, I need to get some fresh air tonight! "," It's the beginning of the week and you work tomorrow Tom! ". Their discussion is a series of arguments and counterarguments that Laura is painting one by one. Tom is closing little by little.

In this mini couple crisis, the 2M (Mika and Matteo their nickname now) falsely take part for Laura, just to piss Tom off! But basically, they don't really care and don't want to stuck in the middle of their crisis. They just want to go out, to party as planned, and escape the summer heat!

It's been a week since Mika "live" at Tom and Matteo's. And so far so good. Since Sant Joan, they are hardly gone out. And with Laura, often present at the apartment, they form like a household of four. In eight days Mika was able to witness more than one of Laura anger, and his door slamming. Most of the time she came back a few minutes after. 

"Why is it so difficult to communicate with him?" Asks Laura turning to the 2M. Annoyed, she ends up playing what has become a classic for her. Today, she leaves the table in silence.

This time, the 2M remain silent according to a simple principle: never get mixed up in a couple when it gets serious. Not so bad being single in a city like Barcelona, especially with a mate like Matteo, thinks Mika.

As if nothing had happened: "So, what's the plan for tonight? "Throws the Italian on the fly. "I'm thirty! I need a girl who does not break my balls! "Tom continues in a loop without managing to let go of his phone; their argument continuing by instant messengers now. "It's bullshit these stories of communication! We do not need to talk all the time guys." "And anyway it's those who don't talk who fuck the most! Believe me, guys!", He tells them, still in his monologue.
But after a few minutes: "I'm going to spend the night with her, but not in her fucking apartment! He says as a relief. "Ok! Don't worry. We understand, we'll go out, as planned, and come back very late! Said Mika. "Thanks, mates, you're saving me," Tom said before leaving them.

Calle Joaquim Costa :

Eating, before what will be a long night for both of the 2M. Kebab for Mika. He must stop, he knows. He took this habit, as many Macba skaters after their session. For Matteo, it's a pizzeria, a little further down in this busy street of Raval. Two big parts; Mika looks at him: "Do not forget that I am Italian!" Two former athletes who remember their past as sportsmen! For now, in Barcelona, they're just gym guys.

They hang out in the neighborhood, the Raval; they will respect their word; they will not return before early morning. So what to do? Walk to Las Ramblas to go to the Gotico, and then to the Born?

A Latino whore at the corner of calle Sant Pau before entering the Ramblas calls out Matteo: "Chocolate! ". The latter stops: "No dinero! Mika's answer; "Para ti gratis!", She sends him. And, before he reacts, she sticks a kiss on his lips! "You realize that you just suck at least thirty cocks!" launches Matteo laughing! Disgusted Mika wipes his mouth as if to chase away this bad image.
On the Ramblas, comes an idea to Matteo. He gets from one of those party promoters he vaguely knows for two free entrance for the Jamboree.

Au Jamboree :

Wednesday night in Barcelona on Plaza Reial. Being there might be a small concession to tourists, but Matteo who knows the city well, also knows that the Jamboree remains a safe bet for midweek. Not too big, on the contrary, with its small tight spaces, it makes you feel like in a cellar. Funk, soul, and hip-hop music tonight. They try to practice the "The one who does not speak, fuck!". Each one slips a pair of sunglasses to add mystery to their new characters. And so, they dance and alternately paying the other a drink, Vodka Redbull, and Whiskey Coca.
Their technic worked until a point, two girls seem interested in these two mysterious. They get closer, and they all end up forming a small group of four. It looks good, it even starts to kiss, until the moment the girl begin to engage in the discussion. Mika and Matteo remain dumb, literally applying their BDT (Boys Do not Talk). The girls end up getting tired, and to the conclusion that these two guys are too weird.

Plaza Reial :

6am and closure! Plaza Reial welcomes all stranded Jamboree, and some others around ... The 2M land at the fountain. The square is now full of tourists, ephemeral couples, drunks looking for the last beers sold by the Pakistanis, before dispersing.
The 2M do their debrief: "Bullshit the Boys Do not Talk!", "Girls love to be told stories! Says Matteo, "Yeah! Next time we pretend to be soccer players! ", Adds Mika.
Turning to anything else Matteo asks Mika if he thinks of returning to France, "No when I see all this! Absolutely not, I don't fell going back to France for the moment. But at the end of the summer, I may have. "," And you in Italy? "He returns to him. " Let's go home !" says Matteo for an answer.

Back to home :

Last whores saw while crossing the Ramblas to join the Raval. At this hour, mostly African girls whose elegance is at the height of this late-night clientele! They almost deliver the fight with these shaky customers, not hesitating to pull by the arm those drunken. Some of them follow even voluntarily, and they go away on a small street doing their business as a couple for ten minutes.
Arrived at the apartment, Mika first went through the door, Matteo climbed the stairs more slowly. The French finds himself face to face with Laura coming out of the toilet shirtless; the Italian has just come in his turn. As if scared, she exclaimed, placing both hands on her chest: "What are you doing here? ". The 2M look at each other, without saying anything, but their eyes speak: "We live here too! ". She goes back to Tom's room on tiptoe. What had Tom told her? In any case, it can not last any longer. War is declared.

To be continued...

Photos : Gauvin Lapetoule
Text : Melvin Dia