<Nate>
"Stop crying. You look ugly while crying," I said to Layla while looking at her.We are here in my car.
I want to laugh at her for her appearance, and for what happened to Layla. When I laugh, she might hit me.
Layla’s face was broken, and she looked like she looks like a child because of her messy hair. Her makeup is also scattered because of her crying.
I looked at my wrist watch.
We are still here in the parking lot of the hotel.
The party isn't over yet, and Kier didn't attend; I understand that, so Jase will take care of Kier’s part.
Jase is also a fool.
Good thing I had tissues in my car because I didn't have a handkerchief to give Layla.
"Why is he like that?" Layla asked herself while crying.
I didn't answer Layla’s question. I do not know the answer.
"How many times has Jase rejected you, huh?" I asked her suppresing my laughs.
She cried so ugly, and I was holding back my laughter.
Layla has been crying in my car for a hours now.
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