May 12, 2020
@undvrcontrol
Taking a sip of her third free drink of the night, Lyss glanced over at her phone, ignoring the fourteenth text in a row, Griffin blowing up her phone. He knew it was girl’s night and yet… The blonde rolled her eyes, looking over at her best friend, the bartender already bringing over another drink courtesy of one of the hopeless men trying to get laid. “Did you read the new edition of Elle? Supposedly woven handbags are coming back.” She wrinkled her nose in distaste. “I’m not trying to look like a grandma going to the dollar store.”