to the P

ly remember the comforting and sweet scent of her when she had hugged him at the club. And w

aving from the corner of her eye and breathed a sigh of relief. She continued to dance skillfully i

in the M

is late hour of the night. Donna stood by the side of the road, wearing thin clothing that offered little prote

startled when a coat suddenly landed on he

d out, eyes widening in surprise. She had t

cking tone in his voice. "You

fore replying, "No, I don't. You should leave." She turne

. Donna pretended not to hear him and got into the cab, but to

anger and frustration r

e rearview mirror, assuming the two were a couple. Oliver turned to

him her address. She didn't want to waste the driver's time. As the car began to move, Do

mething like that. It then dawned on Donna that he was probably like every other man, only interested in sleeping with her.

t, realizing her subconscious reaction. She licked her lips nervously,

e away, Donna turned to face Oliver. "Why are you still following me? Look,at the club,I just wanted to console you because

l have to pay a handsome fee, alright?" Donna said, moving closer to him, her behavior suddenly changing. Oliver

anded, his voice filled with

following me?" Donna countered,

and. "You can go inside." He turned to leave

er his actions and wondered what he was thinking. Letting out a sigh, Donna entered her apartment building. Once

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diately recognizing who it belonged to. he went in and saw half-eaten instant noodles, banana peels, empty beer cans on the kitchen i

e, who jolted awake. Rubbing his eye

lied, avoiding Jake's question. With unsteady step

loor, tidying up the mess he had made. Once done, it was almost 6 AM, so Oliver headed

te room. As he laid down, his mind was filled with thoughts, an