Ava's POV
“Didn't know I would not be able to make it for the game. The photographer said something along the lines of some random inspiration dropped for him and all that.” Lana rolled her eyes as she sipped her drink.
“Well, you're making the bucks aren't you?” I teased and she snided.
“It's not all about the money and you know it.”
“Tell me what it's all about then, dear friend.”
“I had plans! I would have been there live to see the game.”
“You saw it anyway. Live too if I may let you know. Even though it was not directly.” I told her.
“But I loved the game though. And the fact that they made it to the finals. There was high tension throughout. Your man made sure of it.” She said and I rolled my eyes again.
“He's not my man! Do I need a placard on my head or around my ne
