decadent-rider
Twenty Thousand Club
She frowned and shook her head. “You’re a bad liar.” She mumbled, wrapping her arms around him and pressing her face into his shoulder. “You have a very important job by the way. You gotta wear every one of your hoodies. They’ve all lost your smell.”
He shrugged a little. “I won’t lie I can’t say I love it. But it has fond memories.” He told her happily, looking far away for a moment before his drink was set in front of him, taking a sip and leaned back. “How long have you been here in this country?”
He shrugged a little. “I won’t lie I can’t say I love it. But it has fond memories.” He told her happily, looking far away for a moment before his drink was set in front of him, taking a sip and leaned back. “How long have you been here in this country?”