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r wryly. My eyes travel up and down, taking in the borrowed black pencil skirt from
party. She insisted this outfit would do wonders for me, complementing my blonde hair and h
he's undeniably gorgeous, and even in the act of doing her makeup, I find myself admiring her sleek
th a teasing wink and a low whistle, prompting a laugh f
about her roots in Gilgamesh, expressing her strong connection to the town. In return, I open up
d I?" I inquire while applying t
First of all, we don't get 'Uber' out here. And secondly, we're in Gilgamesh," she emp
d to walk in
ing and shaking her head. Exiting her apartment, we
whose house are
answer, when a voice f
a stop meeting like
ci
ment challenging. Dacia casually drapes his arm across my shoulder, making it seem like we've been friends for years. He engages in conver
ion is diverted as a stranger hands me a red Solo cup filled with an unknown liquid. My gaze shifts to the man, realizing I don't recognize him
yself with a small sm
er heard of it before. It's beautiful," he compliments, bringing his lips to m
me. We share a laugh, and as I express the need for a new
n: I'm wasted. Tala and I have indulged in selfies, shots, and beers, and ami
r phone. Standing up, I begin swaying as I make my way to the front door of the mansion. Many partygoers h
the driveway, I start walking down the dimly lit road, struggling to keep my eyes open. Suddenly,
herent state. The person snaps back venomously, demanding I don't touch them a
her apartment, and invites me to join. Checking the clock, I decide it's late and opt to accompany the
rturbed, I grab some water before preparing for sleep. Settled into my bed, wearing
se of frien
between us, the sounds are unmistakable. Grabbing two pillows, I press them against my face and ears, attem
Everything is intensified when I drink, and with the alcohol's effects waning, every sound
sses stamina evident in his physical build. Locking my apartment, I begin walking down the h
unds of crickets filling the night. I close my eyes, inhaling deeply. It's a far cry from th
me feel like I'm on a rocking boat. Yes, I'm still hammered
walk to
ng to steady myself. An uneasy feeling settles as I sense someone nearby. My heart races, and the sense o
voice slightly shaky. Instantly, s
and breaks it in two. Stunned, I can't form a
yet his gaze makes it feel like we have. Before I can reply, he mutters something about "m