"I've always said, who needs Raya when you can simply attend a Rosewood function?" Yves joked, as he looked over the commotion in front of him. "See, you've got actual pop stars convening right over there. Oh, and there's a movie star, drinking a whole bottle of tequila alone." He pointed at the aforementioned people. "not to mention, several nepo babies throwing themselves off of the diving boards."
"Who's Raya?" Cory raised a brow before taking another swig from his drink, his eyes trailing from person to person as Yves pointed them out. "Are you like a blogger or one of those people who write up on all the gossip happening around town? Or are you just watching for fun?"
















