Rachel sighed, “Carle will insist on coming to see you tomorrow, and he has no idea that the two of us are present. Why don’t I send a post to Instagram?”
Sheena sighed, “Carle is nearly fully recovered, but he can’t withstand a heartbreak. I’m concerned that telling him now would cause him to relapse into his smoking habit.” The woman rubbed her temple, “What should we do?”
It was a difficult decision for the group.
Elisa didn’t intend to drag her friends into the matter.
But she was lost. She paused to think.
Rachel groaned, “Forget it, let Carle know that the two of us are here too.”
With that, she sent pictures of their meal to social media.
——Rachel: 【@Carle, look at what we made with Elisa #squadsleepover 】
——Carle: 【You let Elisa cook that with you? She’s still recovering 】
——Sheena: 【She’s fine? I’m her best friend, so shouldn’t I know better? 】
——Carle: 【Alright my apologies. Have fun queens. 】
——Rachel: 【 Yeah apologize. We know you intend to keep Elisa hostage. How dare you try to steal her without consulting me and Sheena?!】
——Carle: 【 I beg for your forgiveness. Elisa had promised me a meetup after so long. So how much to bribe her away from you? 】
——Carle: 【I can sleep on the sofa. 】
——Rachel: 【What part of girl’s night do you not understand? Have some dignity! 】
——Carle: 【…]
Elisa remained silent since she was at a loss for words. She didn’t want to engage Carle in a lengthy conversation.
She looked perplexed.
Rachel rubbed her temples, “What can I do? If things go on like this, there is no way.” She groaned, “He’s too stubborn.”
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