Girls’ Day Out
Adriana got into the passenger seat of her friend, Sarah’s, car and slammed the door. Turning to Sarah with a wry look, she said, “Can you believe those f*****g arseholes? It’s Valentine’s Day and they’re at a f*****g conference overnight! So they pack us both off to a spa for the day in the hopes of making up for it.”
Sarah indicated and pulled out into the road. She sighed. “Hey, you’re preaching to the converted here. I mean, I wasn’t exactly expecting Brent to whisk me off somewhere, but it would have been nice to at least have him around. A takeaway meal and a film would have sufficed.”
“Exactly. Joey thinks he’s the bee’s knees. Can’t work out why I’m so pissed off. Well, I hope he’s registered his credit card with the spa, because I’m going to run him up a bill so
