Wendy's Party.

Work the next day was a breeze. You were ahead and keeping ahead of all your boring tasks, which meant that you were able to leave on time. You arrived home at six o'clock. The sun was slowly setting and dusk was about to take over. Emily was wearing a black coat and ready to leave already.

"Hey babe." You said as you stepped into the loungeroom.

"Hi Mark. I figured I'd go ahead early so I can catch up with Wendy, one on one." She smiled.

"Cool. I'll be there around eight." You replied. She seemed to have forgotten the argument from last week entirely.

Emily left shortly after, leaving you alone to get ready. It wouldn't take you that long, so you just watched the tv. You must have forgotten the time because it was nine o'clock when you were ready to leave. You didn't dress too fancy because you knew the type of people at the party and they weren't the most sophisticated. You left the house later and eventually pulled up at Wendy's apartment. It was well into the night.

You walked into the apartment which was shaking from the deep bass playing in the loungeroom. You didn't recognise most people here, but you made your way to the kitchen to fetch yourself a drink. It took a while to navigate through the crowd of people, but you were soon armed with a cold beer. As you walked back to the loungeroom, you spotted Emily walking up the stairs. She had taken off her coat and you were surprised to see her wearing a deep-necked and short pink dress. Well, you weren't too surprised, but it certainly hit you off guard... and it seems every other guy had noticed too. When you thought about it, you figured that this was her way of trying to regain control.

You decided to not follow her upstairs just yet and instead lingered in the loungeroom. You soon ran into Wendy who greeted you with a drunken hug, nearly falling over in the process.

"Hey Mark! Glad you come come and make it... uh.. here!" She slurred her words happily, her arms still around you.

"Of course, thanks for inviting me." You said with a smile.

"Well you know, it's only fair because I invited Emily and I figured she'd ask you to come too. I didn't know you liked Dan so much!" She exclaimed.

"Dan? Oh." You furrowed your brows. Dan was Wendy's boyfriend. Kind of a thick-headed jock type. You didn't know him that well.

"Yeah, for you to come to his birthday... I know that he really wanted me to invite Emily and we spoke about you too..." She began to say.

Thankfully Wendy didn't see your expression. You were phenomenally pissed off at Dan. It didn't surprise you that he had an interest in your fiance, but the nerve of trying to invite just her was irritating. You recalled Emily walking up the stairs alone and wanted to go find her, but at the same time... You had Wendy alone with you. You could easily manipulate their relationship marginally just to fuck with Dan before going to find Emily.