Hell no

I know better than to go with a disgusting pig like you, Sasha said while laughing at Tom. She looked him up and down as if he was nothing, mere trash in her presence.

Very well, Tom said as he took his phone out and typed something Sasha couldn't see. "Are you just gonna stand there like a loser or what, how many times do you want to get rejected by me?" Sasha said.

Tom looked at Sasha and smiled, she saw him hit send on a text message but didn't what he had typed and frankly she didn't care, she was at the party for people to praise her not for someone to whisk her away.

Sasha looked at Tom for a few more seconds as if he was the most pathetic person on earth and continued by walking away. She didn't want to cause a scene with so many people around, it could have a negative impact on her modeling career. Sasha walked away from Tom without looking back, she went straight for a drink. "Vodka pure" she said to the bartender. The bartender did as he was asked and poured Sasha a drink.

Sasha took the drink from the bartender without thanking him and a few minutes later Sasha was on the floor passed out. The bartender had **** her drink. Everyone was staring at her looking around for someone to help her, Tom rushed to Sasha and picked her up. "Don't worry, I'm an official tournament organizer, I'll take care of her" Tom said as he walked away holding Sasha's **** body.