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g arse

weirdo. Grumbling, I shoved what I purchased into my purse. I would

irst time I had gone hungry for the entire day. My foster parents fr

imes, laughed at how willful I was. A pity sh

my eyes landed on a neon

u

d the place, noting how deserted it was. In my angry state, I didn't realize where I was

e bars I bought cost a freaking £5. Yet, there I was, thinking of ex

otten smaller. Thankfully, I just turned eighteen a month ago. Otherwise, they would ha

at me. I squinted and he promptly turned, narr

ph

h, and I brought my ID card out, not understanding a word he spoke. He frowned as

in this place, I would seek the nearest

ressed further hasty terms befor

h a smile at the boisterous man, who looked like he could cr

ere until you stepped in. The thundering noise coming

e for me. From my position at the door, my eyes too

fening music as I sought the bar which I found at the

d a plan in mind; to get drunk, rock until I drop, and crash there for

, I might

n this part of the room. I could still se

e, beaming handsomely. His black eyes were so fascinating

my attention back to the present. I nodded

, he exhaled. “You didn't understand me, did you?

at's right! Pardon me. I have

share of people like you. What wo

est beer y

Perhaps he was expecting me to mention a

ave.” I placed both hands on the counter a

of cheap beer

reaking kidding me right now? Are you try

most expensive one. I will

e bartender went

to me. He had his brown hair slicked back with sufficient gel to last me a lifetime. He would ha

sp I would have let out. After a

H

” He brought his ha

on it for a minute before I brought mine out. “I'

uld tell someone like him my real name. I was

my palm and brought his chair closer. “Can we get to kno

ut, yanking my hand back a

own a VIP section here. We can go there later, love.” As he spoke,

tfully removed it. My pa

ls like you. We can have a lot of fun.” He tried

from the barstool. “Who th

night,” he stated flatly, eyes fastened on my boobs, which we