EIGHTY

SLYVIA'S POV

With the loud music playing, my phone started to ring. I glanced at the screen and saw Raymond's name flash. "Speak of the devil," I said to Beverly with a smile before answering the call. The noise in the bar made it nearly impossible to hear, so I switched to FaceTime.

Raymond's face appeared on the screen, looking sharp in a fancy outfit. "Where are you? The music over there is very loud" Raymond asked me straining his ear.

"Hey, I went on a girls' night out with a friend," I said, raising my voice slightly to be heard. "This is Beverly," I added, turning the phone to show her.

"Nice to meet you, Beverly," Raymond said, smiling warmly.

"You too, Raymond," Beverly replied.

I noticed Raymond was dressed in an exceptionally stylish outfit. "Are you at a fashion show?" I asked, curiosity piqued.

"Yeah, I just finished a show and was heading to my dressing room before I called," Raymond replied.

Beverly's eyes lit up with interest. "Which show was it?" she asked.

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