Trishal’s POV
It was finally the weekend, yeah! Not much enthusiasm in my corner about that. At least I got to rest, or so I thought, before remembering I was invited to a party by my friend.
Now, here I am, sipping water from a red cup, trying to pass it off as a drink. Goddess forbid I take a drink of unknown origin.
Other wolves, who preferred to watch the show rather than join in, were scattered around on different couches. Some were making out, some looked stoned on something they called fairy dust, while others were just nursing their drinks like me.
I stared at the decor I helped with and felt quite impressed, though my contribution was minimal. Neymar and Idris styled the entire place, from the colors to the lights. From the look of it, this wasn't their first rodeo.
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