"Ah, no, I do not think, I am in the mood to come, Grace." Irene sat in her bed, all bummed out due to the yet another argument with Ayden. She switched her phone to the other ear, hugging her pillow tightly.
"Oh, please. You don't start the drama now. Already, Bro is not coming!"
"Of course, he won't come. He must be busy thinking about what accusation to put on to me next," Irene muttered under her breath, not making the last line audible to Grace.
"Irene, come on. Let's go. It would be fun. I figured out that you two fought but come on, this is like the start of the year. If we don't hangout today, we won't hangout for the whole year. Can you imagine how nightmarish that sounds?"
Irene shook her head, letting out a chuckle. Grace was such a drama queen! "Fine. I will come but I will leave if and when I do not feel like being there."
"Done deal."
