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"Welcome back, party?" I look at John.
"Just a small welcome back intimate get-together," He paraphrases. "Between friends and family," He adds, punctuating with a casual shrug.
"Why do I feel it will be a full-blown big party instead of an intimate small gathering? " I squint at both of them.
"You don't have to worry about that," Cassie loops her hand with mine. "Leave everything to Uncle John and me. All you need to do is show up looking smoking hot," She smiles.
Cassie is the polar opposite of me when it comes to socializing. Extremely hyper, a complete party freak, and a social butterfly. Some of her even rubbed off on me over the years we were together.
She is the best event planner, after all. No wonder Uncle John asked for her help to plan this party.
"Fine," I sigh in resignation. "Do whatever you want."
Cassie squeals, clapping her hands in delight.
Cassie and I go to my room, and as I pick an outfit for the party inside my closet, Cassie asks, "So, what’s going on with you?"
I fight the urge to roll my eyes because I know what she wants to know.
"What do you really want to know, Cassie? " I glance at her from behind the closet doors. "You can say what you mean directly," I add.
She laughs.
"It's just a general question," she defends herself.
"No, It's not, and you know it," I answer her, looking at the two outfits I picked and trying to decide which one to wear for the party.
Usually, I can pick what to wear quickly, but I'm too tired to decide right now.
"Fine," Cassie finally gives in. "It's been a while since we talked about your love life,"
There it is. I chuckle lightly.
"That's because there is nothing to talk about," I answer, finally deciding on the red sequin dress over the plain black one.
I start to put it on.
"Why not?" She whines. "I'm sure you must have met some hot guy in Milan. That city is well known for their hot men." She says.
I scoff.
"Yeah, I got to meet some hot guys, but none of them piqued my interest." Not since that one guy, at least.
Did he ruin men for me? Doubtful.
I've not just been in the mood.
Cassie goes silent for a moment.
"Don't tell me you are still thinking about that guy you met at the club in Milan two and a half years ago." Her voice gets louder with amusement. I feign a nonchalant scoff, rolling my eyes.
"You know me better. I wouldn’t get hung up on the one-night stand from two and a half years ago," I put on my outfit, checking myself out in the mirror. I nod in approval.
"Well, that's a relief," Cassie sighs. "But wait, you mean you haven't had sex in the last two years? Yikes!"
"Unlike you, Cassie, I don't have sex with anybody easily."
"Ouch!" she feigns hurt, and I chuckle.
