The Beautiful Thief*
Party at the Club
Quenna did not stop smiling because she got a new dress, bag, shoes that Evan bought. He almost spent the money to reach the limit of Evan's credit card.
She can't forget Evan's annoyed face and as she wants to let out her protest, Quenna threatens him by not coming to Leila's birthday show.
"Haha. Evan, you offered it first. So it's not my fault, is it?" Quenna muttered to herself.
Now she is busy arranging her groceries and putting them in the closet.
"Okay, which dress fits that. Sexiest? Hm." The woman muttered while choosing a dress.
Until she saw a dress that was dark red with string details behind her. She was amazed by the dress.
Dresses are sexy but elegant. She finally chose the dress. Then he went to the bathroom to clean himself up.
•••
"Quenna! Right here!" Evan shouted to Quenna.
The smell of alcohol mixed with sweat made him sniff. He saw Evan who was at the table across the dance floor.
While walking through the crowd, he tried not to nudge anyone or anything. The reason is because she has already been affectionate to this dress, anyway not to be exposed to the slightest dirt.
He could be a little relieved when he reached Evan's table. There were several women and men from the campus who sat together.
"Quenna! You are so hot. It's not useless for me to waste money on you." Evan said in amazement.
Quenna just grinned and sat down beside Evan.
"Can you order me a champaign? I'm lazy to walk through that crowd." Pinta Quenna to Evan.
"Sure. I'll be right back, sweet. Don't go anywhere." Evan said with a seductive smile.
"Yeah, yeah." Answer by rolling your eyes.
She's actually kind of uncomfortable if Evan starts using such affectionate calls. Evan is his best friend, and he just wants that kind of relationship. Not more.
But the man sometimes looked at her intensely and acted a little excessively. Looks like he should give a little space between their relationships.
He doesn't want to give Evan false hope.
Suddenly there was a noise that made him realize from his daydream.
Ah, you're right. The owner of the show has arrived. Leila Venkov's.
"Oh, Quenna! I'm so glad you came." Leila said when she was close to him.
"yeah. I'm just afraid, your show will be quiet if I don't come" he replied confidently. He could see the sharp eyes of Leila, but of course he did not care.
Don't forget Quenna said happy birthday and gave her card.
After a while, Leila clinks the spoon to the glass and speaks.
"Attention, please! Thanks to all of you who came to my birthday party. I'm very happy. Especially with Quenna Locke here.
You guys must have known about my challenge to Quenna. So, guys I want you to choose who here looks the most sexy. I've prepared a red and black champaign on the table.
Each of you should take one of these drinks. Do you know who red and black represent? Let's start." Leila said with passion.
Just be right. A very childish way. Think Quenna.
He breathed an annoyed look at all this.
"Quenn. Your drink. Oh, he's already started voting apparently." Evan suddenly stood beside him.
"Thanks. You see, the way is very childish. I'm ashamed to be involved. I better get out." Quenna then headed to the exit.
"Hey, you don't want to be here a little longer?" Evan asked as he followed her.
"Well. You can stay if you want." Quenna said briefly.
"I'll take you.... Damnit. My keys were in my pocket. Wait, you don't go first! I'll find my keys for a second." Evan panicked to find the keys to his car.
"Take your time. Don't bother me. I'll go home in a cab." The answer.
"No no no. Stay here, okay." Evan said then rushed to his desk earlier.
Quenna rolled her eyes and continued walking out of the club. After opening the door, the night air greeted him.
"Better than ever" said Quenna, stretching out her arms as she breathed in the night air.
Unknowingly, from a distance a smiling man saw Quenna's behavior. The man leaned back in his parked car, wanting to get into the car he accidentally saw Quenna exiting the club cheerfully.
"Interesting." Said the man and smiled widely.