*I walk to the table to get a drink of my Shirley Temple, since my brother won't let me drink alcohol, even though, he hasn't said anything when he sees me sipping on Zair's drink.
"Hey Maya," says Roger from behind me. "You look so f*****g hot, just like, I always imagined you'd look," I open my mouth to speak and he cuts me off. "I know you have your little 'boy toy' but let me know when you get tired of him, and you want to have some real fun," "Roger... he's my mate" I say as I feel arms wrap round my waist.
"Do we have a problem,?" asks Zair, hugging me against his body. "Nothing's wrong, pretty boy, just talking to a friend," "Good,'' ''You're not making any future plans that involve my girl, are you Roger,?" "I don't know, I'm not a physic, so I can't say for sure,"
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