Be Attached. Being Attached

II.

"I supposed to meet Rizha Scott, not you."

"You're supposed to meet Rizha Scott, not me."

Said the girl, the jet black haired girl with bangs, Ali Evans, nodding her head.

"But she texted me not a while ago saying she'd show up here." The boy explained.

"Well, I'm here." Ali shrugged.

"What happened?" The boy, Jonah Schneider, asked.

"She doesn't want to meet you."

"Why?"

"Because you're not supposed to be here now."

"What?" 

"Why you're here, anyway? To meet Rizha Scott?" asked Ali, "She won't be here. She toyed you, she was kidding when she told you to come here. And now I'm here like a good sidekick I am. Cleaning her mess. That little bitch."

"Huh?" Jonah seemed lost.

"Look, German guy," Ali exhaled, "She was just messing with you. She's a crackhead and I'm sorry you came all the way here to meet her. She's also has a boyfriend and they're basically rabbits to each other so you can save your dream about her now. To be honest, horny Tinder guy like you is fun to be messed up with."