ROSALINE
I walked into the living room, my heels making a clacking noise as I did so. I felt a bit tired and could not wait to get in my room, take a bath and jump into bed for the night.
But right in the living room, Russo was seated on one of the sofas, his laptop by his side, opened.
"You are back"
"Oh yeah, I met with my friends" I replied.
"Friends including the guy from yesterday?" Russo asked.
"Rick, yes. He is the one who dropped me off just now" I replied and saw the look on Russo's face darken for a second.
"Does he show his face up in front of you exert single day?" Russo questioned.
"We tend to see or talk everyday. He is my best friend for a reason" I replied, dropping my handbag to a sofa and plopping down beside it.
Russo got up on his feet, seemingly reminding me o
