While William was chatting with Milagros and Letecia, he didn't notice Kemar, Max, and Grace sneaking up behind him.
"Well, well," Grace drawled with a teasing smile, her eyes flicking between the two women. "You're not wasting any time, huh? New friends?"
"Dude," Max let out a low whistle and clapped William on the shoulder, "Did you win the lottery or something? Two beauties at once!"
Kemar scratched the back of his neck, glancing toward a free table.
"Uh, maybe we should sit somewhere else? Y'know… not crash whatever's going on here?"
"Haha, no, it's fine," William replied tightly, forcing a smile though irritation knotted in his chest. "They were just about to leave... right, ladies?"
His glance toward Milagros and Letecia carried all the subtlety of a flare gun — time to go before things get worse.
But instead of taking the hint, both women seemed even more invigorated by the sudden company.