#Chapter83

Nostalgia-02

I pulled my hand out of Clyve’s grip and faced my best friend with narrowed eyes. “Really? So you’re fed up with me, huh? Why haven’t you say so?”

“Don’t fight in the elevator, Westley. He’s just messing with you.” He grabbed my wrist.

“You know me well. What you need is a good drink, right, Clyve?”

“I agree with that.”

“I’m not gonna drink.”

“You coming with us, Keene?”

“I’m good, thank you. Alcohol is one thing that I shouldn't be consuming. I appreciate the offer though, but you better take this woman for a drink because she needs to loosen up and get laid.”

“Oh, my...