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“I slept with a cute stranger.”
“Pfft! *Cough . . . *cough . . . *cough . . . !” I placed the bottle of beer on the tray table and wiped my nose and mouth from the spilled drink as I collected my bearings.
“Good for you~!” Estela patted Zoe’s head like she had done a great deed.
After we prank the Collin’s mother and daughter pair, we got back to our hotel and resumed drinking, determined to get drunk until morning when Zoe dropped a bomb at us.
I sat on the bed and faced the dejected girl while Estela sat on the other side of Zoe. She opened a beer and gave it to the depressed girl.
“Explain,” I said.
Zoe drank her beer in one gulped and narrated how Emma Collin drugged her and was almost preyed victim to her stepmother’s evil plot. But was instead save when she bumped into a boy and how she and that boy had sex all night. Then she woke the next day, finding that the stranger was gone. She also retold the story about the time in Vegas when she met the boy again and how the boy didn’t recognize her.
I tried to remain calm about the whole situation, but my stunned face gave it all away.
“Wow! Even I never thought that you would fuck a stranger and a kid at that! You go, girl!” Estela patted Zoe’s shoulder as she nodded to herself.
Zoe lowered her head and bit her lips.
I squeezed her arm in gentle comfort.
“I’m just glad you’re alright.”
Zoe snapped her head forward, looking at us with confusion. “Y-you . . . you won’t judge me? Or say some boring things that adults would say?”
“Why do we want to do that?” I wanted to raise my eyebrow at her, but it was not appropriate in this kind of situation since I was portraying to be a nice understanding person at the moment.
“I mean . . . I slept with a stranger here. A kid even . . . I don’t even know his name and even shamelessly chased after him all the way to Izu Island, feeling desperate.” Zoe huffed a weak laugh. “I’m pathetic and utterly . . . shameless.”
I squeezed her shoulder again, this time, exerting more pressure.
“Zoe, if you ask me, you can do whatever the hell you want since you’re already earning money and can already take care of yourself. The ones who are shameless are those having sex while buying condoms and pills from their parents’ money.”
Zoe snickered, and I smiled in turn. She then glanced at Estela.
Estela tilted her head and put her forefinger on her cheek. “I’m pretty screwed up myself, so I try not to judge others. But yeah. I agree with Leanna.”
“And you’re not pathetic,” I said. “The way I see it. You were desperate –– yes. But never pathetic. It’s his loss, not yours.”
“Yeah~ like maybe you don’t even like him and just like the sex and wanted another round. Or he was your first man, so you’re attached to him.”
We raised an eyebrow at Estela as she shrugged her shoulders and added, “I heard girls are usually attached to their first man.”
Zoe sighed and held her forehead. “I don’t know. Maybe you’re right. It’s just . . . It’s just . . . I feel like, he is another part of me . . . Meeting him made me whole . . .”
“Well yeah.” Estela rolled her eyes. “He plugged all your hole––”
She stopped when I shot her a pointed look.
“Anyway, why not draw his face and give it to me? I promise you, I’ll have him bondage in less than a week for you to take your sweet revenge. Tehehehehe~ I know! Why don’t you lock him and drug him so he can be your personal sla––!”
Estela stopped again when she sensed my murderous glare.
“I’ll . . . I’ll keep my mouth shut,” she chimed with a charming smile.
“You do that,” I said with a fake smile. Then I flicked my eyes on Zoe. “What do you want to do now? We can do what Estela suggested minus the bondage, kidnapping, and locking part.”
“You forgot the drug part.”
I snapped at Estela.
. . .
. . .
Estela gestured her hand in zipping her mouth.
I nodded at her as the corner of my lips kicked up in a sarcastic smile.
“No, I think. I just . . .” Zoe sighed. “I just want to get over him,” she said with an exhausted voice.
I rubbed her back in a consoling manner. “Hey, why don’t we plan another prank?” I grinned.
Zoe’s face lit up, and she pulled Estela and me in a tight hug.
“Oh~! Group hug!” Estela edged closer to me as she hugged my neck so we could form a circle.
“Alright! Enough of this drama. Let’s get wasted!”
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