"Why is your face like that? Did you not enjoy the
party?" the voice asked. She abruptly stopped from her tracks
and turned her gaze around. She wasn't mistaken. The voice
came from the same man who nonchalantly spoke earlier at the
buffet and she can easily recognize him due to the same outfit
from earlier. As their eyes met halfway towards the stairs,
Emmie's eyes landed towards his oval shaped face. His round
eyes were partnered by thick eyebrows, pointed nose and thin
pinkish lips.
She just shrugged her shoulders in response.
"It's too early to spoil your night. Why don't you have
fun instead?" the man suggested.
A frown crept into her face, wondering what the man
wanted from her. She only looked at him from head to toe before
making her way up again. "Nowhere
