Sophia looked at the couple, observing different expressions playing across their faces.
Marissa had a flustered look on her face and Sophie felt like her friend might die of embarrassment.
On the other hand, Rafael was beaming. There was no sign of any guilt for what he was doing to Marissa in the kitchen.
They were sitting on the floor drinking beer, that Sophie just brought for them.
Discussing intimacy and boyfriends with your best friend who was more than a sister to you, was one thing, and witnessing her being eaten by a hot guy was another.
"You could have used your room," Sophie grumbled to no one in particular, avoiding eye contact with either of them. Marissa was the only one among the three, who was just holding the beer can and wasn't interested in drinking from it.
Sophie finished hers and almost tossed it aside. It dropped on the floor with a clanking sound.