“So how was it?” Alexia asked the moment she saw her friend enter the changing room.
“It was cool,” was Cass’ intentionally simple reply.
“You gotta give me more than it was cool,” the redhead pouted.
Cass smiled at that. Her friend could be so predictable. “We spent the whole day together. He only dropped me off at half past nine.” she started in a conniving tone as she retrieved her uniform, “it was, as he put it, fabulous.”
“So you enjoyed your date with him?”
“I already told you it was not a date,” Cass argued right back.
“Only because you decided to reject the guy because he's younger than you,” Alexia countered, her hands rising to rest on her waist in a demanding manner. “I expect you to be more open-minded about this.”
“Let's not forget that he's a foreigner here. He's bound
