"Bro, let's go later. Daphne wants to show us something," I heard one guy say as he passed by us.
"Why are we going there? Did she see Justine doing something again?" another guy replied. I just watched them, not that I was nosy, their voices were just really loud.
"Daphne noticed that Justine keeps going there. She thinks he likes a prostitute." I frowned.
They stopped for a moment to cross the street. They were joined by some girls from our batch who were in their own world.
"Prostitute? That's Daphne! She almost looks like a virgin! That's impossible, bro. Justine wouldn't go for someone like that," said one guy as he put his arm around the other guy, while another one adjusted his bag strap.
"That's why we're going there, right? She'll treat us if it's not true," said the guy who was being hugged. I couldn't see their faces because they had their backs to me.