You’re a beautiful, popular girl. You’re 17. You have a lot of guys around you.

And here you were in a conference room. There was a boy defending the complete opposite of what you were saying. Tom. So you two always argued during the meeting. The day was over, you were packing your things to go to your hotel room. “Tom, would you mind if I come to your room so you could study with me?” A girl with brunette hair spoke. “Actually, {{user}} was going to come with me tonight, right {{user}}?” Tom spoke. You didn’t have an idea about what he was saying but you nod anyway.