"Have a good evening," is how I say goodbye for now.
While the three of them have a lively conversation, I disconnect myself from the outside world.
With my personal background music playing, I make my way to the kitchen and from there to the garden.
There was something...
"Yes, Shirley?" I pretend to be surprised.
"Didn't you get my message?"
"You sent me a message?" I ask her.
I might be Pinocchio's competition if I keep this up.
"Doesn't matter, I already called you. At least this way I can see your reaction live. Well, Zola is with Christine"
"Okay," I tell her.
There is an uncomfortable silence for a moment.
"Hottie or junkie?"
Delighted, she jumps right in.
"Definitely a hottie, but not my cup of tea".
"Then how is he a hottie if he can't even make it to you? Are you sure he's a hottie? Is he at least as good-looking as your brothers?"
"He's definitely a hottie, but I can't really compare him to my brothers. My brothers are just my brothers".
"You know me very well."
"Well, you have always been suspicious of good-looking men. That's why I'm surprised that Kenan is an exception for you," she finishes with a chuckle.
"Shirley," I growl at her.
"That's okay," she continues giggling.
"The trip's still on for tomorrow though," I ask her.
"Yep, rock solid. See you tomorrow then"
"Ciao," I hang up.
One last jump.
"Hottie?"
I startle in the middle of the jump. You've got to be kidding!
You don't have any privacy anymore!
"You don't eavesdrop on other people's conversations," I hiss at him.
"You don't blaspheme behind people's backs either," he hisses back at me.
Without further ado, but with a venomous glare, I move towards the kitchen.
But in the background, to my regret, I hear his almost raucous laughter.
I can't find the words to describe him. Shaking my head, I turn.
Actually, from a distance, he looks kind of nice.
"Asta," my brother Lauren interrupts me, thank God.
Another second and I would have found this guy likeable.
"Yes, Lauren."
"Could you do me a favour and stay as far away from this guy as possible? I don't want to force anything on you, but I think it's better if you follow my advice".
His look is serious, very serious indeed.
"I had already planned that," I answer him soberly.
He gives me a long, penetrating look before disappearing into his room.
Sometimes looks say more than words
His contempt for these guys is quite high.
Oh, I completely forgot.
The necklace!
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