“Girls, I don’t think this is a good idea,” I told Sophie and Layla as the two rummaged through the latter’s closet for clothes. We had just returned from lunch and had a few beers at the hidden bar Cedrick mentioned earlier.
“Chill, girl,” Layla winked at me, “Just sit and relax. We are singles tonight,” she gigglingly added.
“So Cedrick isn’t going to join us?” I asked, resting my tired back on the couple’s massive bed. I felt dizzy and sleepy after having a big meal and a few glasses of beer. We were supposed to walk in Central Park after that, but the ladies decided to go out partying on a Sunday night.
I refused, but they insisted. Sophie and I had enough clothes for this weekend, and I wasn’t in the right headspace to shop for new clothes for a party I didn’t want to attend.
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