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had a personal vendetta, as it slowly slid westward. Echoes of laughter and footsteps fl

r bags like trophies of survival. Ah yes,

to her friend's ears. This girl had no sense of volume control-and apparently

whether she liked it or not-they stuck to her like glitter after cr

y," came the in

ith? Cosplaying as a sugar baby? Drop the fake hus

Meya, the Queen of Deadpan, zipped up her jacket

ana practically squealed,

y?" Pirteya side-eyed her old friend with al

mouth flaps louder than a megaph

akkk

s a megaphone

Pirtek!" Lan

de Meya, who responded with a s

titled. Pirteya raised both eyebrows, throwing in a dramatic pout for good

t the sight.

eya's calmness should

be a sugar baby for real-cuddling with some sleazy old dude!"

e so p

irk said she was already counting her

a asked one last time, like she needed con

uncle hooked it up. He's paying too.

hit her brain. Of course Lana loved fre

Club, right?

never been to a club," Lana cau

ty rat like you?" Pirteya snapped,

club, Mey?" Meya shook her head

oing with Pirtek. We don't need you ge

rteya agreed like she'd just

ya shrugged.

ming for real?

see if the place really was dimly lit and smelled like expired cologne

y

!" Lana screamed like s

weird stares from the stud

is too dam

Mey!" Lana

character she was, dropping one last senten

than Pirtek! And she's tiny, curvy, squis

of me now, huh, L

na walked off, hips swinging like sh

you get stuck with a clingy, em

d-turn, Lana disappeare

the driver. "Perumahan Ken

ff. Riding away from the scho

os

os

of them ye

pped, making her two f

a guy on a gray bike

op

. Mine

er only

smi

she barked and tw

gh the afternoon traffic while her mind spiraled

le menace..." she muttered

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