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𝑳𝑶𝑳𝑨 stood with Brian, Oliver, and Dom, her hands running down the sides of the dress she wore. Brian's arm was wrapped around her waist, his hand resting on her butt as he drank the champagne provided while Lola refused it.
"𝑵𝒐, 𝒏𝒐, 𝒏𝒐, 𝒏𝒐, 𝒏𝒐. 𝑳𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏, 𝒎𝒂𝒏, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒚. 𝑶𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒍, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒚. 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒚. 𝑰 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆." Roman said over the comms
"𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒆." Lola joked over the comms
"𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝑰'𝒎 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆. 𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 '𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒃'. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘, 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒄 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝑨𝒓𝒂𝒃?" Roman said over the comms
