At first, i thought the situation will be as simple as abc..

So i thrived through the locomotion wearin my 4gb shirt and kachupa trousher

and reached the counter,, there, i drunk a 6cm glass of champaigne x3 as fast as.. shit; my gf came in the place

She

was

as

cute

as

a

damn

fox i dreamt of last sunday night

She manuevered down stairs as if a gently flowing fluid in vacuum,, [if only she had kissed me] i surmised. Before observing much occur, i felt a hand approaching my should nd i palpitate

Dont be afraid pale;; it was jack septiceye, my childhood homie and we were brothers in crime multiple times, so we were bad boy in that era, i reflected him*** we took fast shots



Returning my eyes on my damsel,, was a fkin nigga dancing her, i aggresified and approached the damn asshole.......TBC