"Wait? Are you serious when you say that people are coming over now?" I looked at the clock on the wall and found that it was going to be 9.
"Yes! Yes, I am!" Camila exclaimed in a frantic manner and jumped out of my arms to go and get her clothes. "The neighbourhood association scheduled a meeting a few days ago, and of all places, it just had to be in my house when you are here! And not anytime else, where I'm not having an affair with the neighbour's child!"
Camila was running around the living room in a frenzy to search for her clothes that I threw off, which made it seem like her associates would be here any second now.
"And what about the mess you made? What are you going to do about that?" I asked as I pointed at the drenched sofa, the wet coffee table, and the puddle on the ground that was made of her love juice.
