Not your regular girl

"Someone is still here." She announced and moved her gaze away before they could turn their attention to her.

Thirty minutes later, the three were seated in a roundtable by the swimming pool of Donald's residence. Lucy could not still get her eyes off the luxurious status her best friend's boyfriend exhumed.

"Uhm.. do you drink?" Donald asked Lucy. He already knew that his girlfriend didn't drink. So, there was no need asking.

Lucy nodded with a sheepish smile all over her face. "I do.. I do," she said.

Jennifer eyed her suspiciously. "She doesn't!"

It was strange to her. Knowing her friend well enough, she knew Lucy didn't drink. But her response to Donald's question was so out-of-the-blue that she found herself wondering if there was something not sitting right with Lucy.

Donald chuckled. "But she just said she does," he replied.

"Lucy does not drink!" Jennifer protested. "I know my friend well enough."

Lucy giggled. "You aren't me, are you? Come on, Jennifer. I'm an adult. I