Scarlett's POV
"Hey, Layla. Can you hear me?" I spoke into my airpods, the background on the other end filled with loud music and chatter.
"Barely! Where are you?" She screamed into the phone, the music fading away slowly like she'd retreated a distance away.
"I had to drive Ace home. He's quite drunk." I felt stripped bare as I confessed to my best friend and her low whistle didn't help matters.
I could see Ace staring at me from the corner of my eyes but I kept my gaze glued to the road ahead.
"That's no problem at all. Take the whole night if you need it." She giggled into the phone and I rolled my eyes.
"You're ridiculous."
I could almost see her eyeroll before she responded.
