The next morning, a sharp knock echoed through the door. Isha opened it to find a disheveled Lily, a blanket draped over her head, her eyes half-closed with sleep.
"Tsk… that mofo inside totally forgot about me," Lily grumbled.
"Mofo?" Isha asked, tilting her head in confusion.
"Motherf****," Lily clarified bluntly, her tone laced with irritation.
"Oh, she's my friend. Let her in," Tyler called out from inside.
As Lily stepped in, her sharp eyes began scanning the room. She then went to cupboard and look at the drugs.
"Did you find anything?" Lily asked.
Tyler turned his head towards Isha.
Isha started explaining "Roel brings me drugs every time he visits. I sell them for him. Somehow, he manages to get plenty of rare ones..."
Lily raised an eyebrow, smirking "Wow, Tyler's skills in bed must be amazing. You just snitched on your husband that easily."
"Why? You never tried it?" Isha retorted.
Lily froze.
