Alyssa looked at Dylan curiously and took in the expression of exasperation on his face. Whoeever was in the other side of that door, Dylan wasn't too pleased to see them.
“You’ve sure got a following all right,” he grumbled and opened the door.
A bunch of familiar looking people filed in holding flowers, cake boxes and cards.
“Dylan?” asked one of the girls who Dylan vaguely knew.
Infact, he was pretty sure he’d made out with her at some random party. Probably one of the wild parties he'd held at his own place.
“Uh….Natalie, right?” Dylan asked hesitantly.
The blonde's expression turned sour.
"Natasha," she said in an emotionless tone as if she wasn't bothered at all by the fact that Dylan couldn't even remember her name. "What are you doing here?” Natasha asked in a suspiciou
