In the past, whenever Isla Hawskin raised such topics, Vera Wave would always join in the fun. Yet, this time, the moment she thought about herself and Kris Cooper tumbling on the bed, her face couldn't help but start to burn.
"Isla, can you be more serious?"
"Oh, come off it! Wasn't it you who used to discuss with me how best friends end up in bed?" Isla rolled her eyes at her. Noticing the blush on Vera's face, Isla squinted slightly. "Vera, why is your face so red? Have you actually developed feelings for our prince charming?"
"I certainly have not!"
"What's the big deal? You're single, and he's available!" As Isla spoke, she propped herself up and leaned closer to Vera's ear. "You're in the perfect position, girl. Just slip a little blue pill into his drink, and he'll be all yours!"
"Oh, get lost!" Vera Wave shoved her away. "Aren't you afraid he'll love you and then leave you?"
