Who is your date?

"No sex in my guest room Ricky!"

Rachel screamed as she overheard them from the living room. But they had already started making out and were deaf to the world. So she decided to respect their privacy and left for the kitchen to find Amy drinking the wine she was supposed to use to cook.

"When they said reduce the wine Amy, I don't think that's what they meant," Rachel laughed as Amy poured an extra glass and passed it to her.

Damn...she couldn't say no to wine, especially a D'amello wine, she really needed the wine to take off the edge for the evening. She checked her time and they still had roughly two hours to the event.

"So, who's gonna be your date to the event?" Amy asked, taking another sip at her wine as she hops off the counter to sit beside Araceli who was on the stool.

"I don't know, probably Xander—" Rachel replied, looking at Amy to see her reaction. She had a look of pity and disapproval but also that of helplessness in her eyes before she continued using her acrylic fi