The call ended.
"So,"
Calvin exhaled a plume of smoke, the corner of his lips curling into a smirk.
"Melissa sneaked out again?"
His slender fingers flicked the ash from his cigarette.
"The women around you really are a handful, one after another."
First Violet, now Melissa "Tiffany was the exception," Taylor stubbed out his cigarette, his lips quirking almost imperceptibly as he remarked nonchalantly.
"But you couldn't even keep her by your side."
A verbal dagger straight to the heart. Calvin: Why were all his closest friends such cunning, venomous snakes?!
Taylor finished wiping his hands with a handkerchief and turned his gaze to Calvin.
"I'm heading back. Are you staying here to drown your sorrows or...?"
"The company still has a pile of unfinished business," Calvin took a deep drag from his cigarette before flicking the still-burning stub into the liquor-filled glass.
"Let's go together."
