“We could go to this one club a few blocks away from here and have some wine or other drinks. I don’t think they’ll give us a hard time since I’m the princess,” Anastasia suggested.
Stefan furrowed his brows at his sister. His response was cute because it showed they were developing a close bond since he was concerned about her. “And how would you know that?”
“I’ve been out a few times on the weekend,” Princess Anastasia said.
“I’m game for an outing. It’s not a school night,” Raquel said, gripping Princess Anastasia’s hand.
Princess Anastasia smoothed her hair. “Plus, the place is discreet, because there’s a bunch of other popular places.”
“Sounds fun,” I said.
“Let’s go then,” Stefan added.
The four of us scurried along the sidewalk before making our way down the next block. A car horn honked nearby, the driver barreling down the street faster than someone running from a murderer.