C29 Disapointing

Amia

“No one was stalking me Dylan. I came here with the two of them, we drove here together. They were giving me privacy while I talked. They’re my friends, Dylan, that’s all,” I said, hoping to convince him.

“I don’t believe a single word coming from that whore mouth of yours,” Dylan growled. “Nor do I remember asking you for an explanation.”

“You kind of did,” Liz said rudely