Devon
Devon can't believe he's here.
He promised himself that he wouldn't waste any more time with Elizabeth. He's grown tired of her incessant whining, which almost always amounts to nothing. All she talks about is Damien f*****g Keller, but it's nothing he's interested in.
But here he is, sitting beside her at yet another expensive restaurant, and he's most probably going to be paying the bill. Richard's a nice guy, he never forgets his wallet. However, that might change. Depends on how the afternoon goes. If she keeps talking s**t, he might just forget it.
She ordered a Caesar salad for lunch—typical—and he's cutting into a steak. She's still talking about Damien, and he zoned out ages ago. He's worried about Amelia, all alone with that f**k. He's bugged about Aaron, too. He can'
