I GOT TIRED OF YOUR p***y

1075 Words

Ann and Silver agitated from the taxis before they paid the cabman off. They both catwalk at their best just to catch people's attention as they strode towards the gigantic clubhouse but it seems they weren't given any attention as the group of people hanging around the corners were busy clinking their glasses while they involved themselves in a deep conversation. Boisterous laughter could be heard from them as they mummed among each other. The bass sound coming out from the clubhouse became louder as they approached the entrance. Ann held Silver by the hand, to avoid themselves from splitting apart. She pushed the door open and they both strode inside. The music that was being played by the DJ, stentorian the whole surrounding and almost attempted to split their ears. The tables and cha

Free reading for new users
Scan code to download app
Facebookexpand_more
  • author-avatar
    Writer
  • chap_listContents
  • likeADD