Maisie stood in stunned silence as a voice emanated from outside.
"Yes, I'm worried too!" The two turned toward the source of the voice and spotted Lily walking in, positioning herself in front of the mirror.
"I'm here to powder my face! Ignore me, go ahead!" Lily declared, and Camila smiled in response.
Maisie couldn't shake the feeling that Camila's expression changed upon seeing Lily, though she couldn't be certain if it was just an illusion.
"Oh, Maisie, are you going home?" Lily turned her head to inquire after applying lipstick. "Perfect. We're done eating now, so I thought we'd call it a night so that everyone could go home. I'll give you a ride! Rachael didn't drink. She'll drive!"
"I…" Maisie attempted to speak, but Camila interjected, "Is that okay, Ms. Lily? Won't it be awkward if you run into my cousin when you send her home?"
"Hmm?" Lily, a bit tipsy from the drinks, hadn't considered that. She asked aloud, "What's there to be awkward about? Do you think it's awkward, Maisie? If I run into Daniel, you'll just tell him that we went drinking. What can he do about it? What? You can't have your own life and friends when you date him?"
"Ms. Lily, that's not what I meant!" Camila whispered, "Weren't you and my cousin… Forget it. I'll get him to pick her up!"
Lily squinted, seemingly more sober now. She looked at Camila with a cryptic smile. "So, you want Daniel to come?"
"I—" Camila started, but Lily cut her off, "I'm talking to Maisie, not you! Why do you talk so much?"
Camila fell silent.
Sensing Lily's unsteadiness, Maisie rushed to support her. Lily smiled at her, patted her shoulder, and gestured for her to follow, assuring her a safe ride home.
As they left, Maisie couldn't help but glance back and caught a momentary flash of malice on Camila's face under the dim bathroom light.
Shocked, Maisie saw Camila waving with a smile. "Safe trip home, Ms. Lily. Safe trip home, too, Maisie! Please take care of her!"
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