FORTY SEVEN

“Bonnie said he will crash at his friend’s house because according to the forecast, it says the rain won’t stop, at least, until tomorrow morning.”

I nodded as I closed the golden curtain. It was Friday night and we just got back from Rosie’s working place. We were planning to have some ice cream at the newly opened café near her house. But the weather doesn’t seem to corporate. It was raining quite heavily. We even have a hard time going back to Rosie’s house.

The ding sound from my phone caught our attention. Rosie picked it up from the coffee table and knitted my brow looking at it.

“Since when did you have Bonnie’s number?”

I shrugged, “not sure. What I remember is his first message was threatening me not to lay any fingers on you.”

From: Bonnie

‘No funny business while I’m not around!’

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