Aimee could not relax anymore, her party spirit depleted the instant she saw that post. Nessa was her bestie and whatever affected the girl, affected her as well.
Damn Damon! How could he write such a post? Now everyone was thinking that both of them were together when it was the opposite. Aimee didn't like Damon at all, he was too arrogant and obnoxious. Nessa was better together with Luke.
Poor Luke.
Her gaze rested on Luke who was at a corner of the room donning drinks after drinks. His gaze was distant from the party and people he had invited in the first place. This was Damon's fault and she knew exactly how to transfer her aggression. More like on who?
At once, Aimee searched her contact and called a certain person.
"Hello?" his irritating voice rang out - yeah, that sweet husky irritating voice. Why does his voice have to sound as good as his face? God, she must be drunk. Not surprising, she had a few drinks.
