The Three Fuckerteers | Remy, Alaina & Tony
The party was winding down and Remy had given up on drinking glasses of champagne and had instead bribed one of the waiter's in just giving her a bottle. She hadn’t actually spoken to Josh yet, but just meeting his fiancee was enough to leave her feeling rather heartbroken. It just seemed to be further proof that she couldn’t trust anyone. The betrayal was just reopening wounds that Thierry had cut long ago, cuts that had never healed properly. Getting drunk probably wasn’t the best solution but what else was a person to do when surrounded by free booze? Amongst the diminished crowd, Remy spotted a familiar and friendly face. A familiar and friendly face was exactly what Remy needed and she made a beeline for Alaina. Well, in her heels in was more like a tipsy, staggered zigzag. “I didn’t expect to see you here.” She said, not bothering with a hello. “It’s nice to see someone I actually like, though.”
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