Caleb
What is there in your body that is worth so much? Nightclub. Red lights. People rubbing each other as if the world was going to end tomorrow. The smell of cigarettes, alcohol and lust. This is where I feel at home. Noah is leaning against the bar, as always. Quiet, cold... but ready to blow someone up if I blink differently. I'm in the middle of the dance floor, dancing with some hot girl, when I feel that chill on the back of my neck. A feeling? No. Shot. Noise. Screams. — "Tsk… already?" — I roll my eyes, snapping my fingers as if it were part of the song. They came for my head again. Bunch of amateurs. The nightclub becomes a battlefield. Chairs flying, blood spattering on the neon lights, laughter echoing amidst the chaos — my laughter. In less than five minutes, everything is resolved. More bodies on the ground, and I had one of their cell phones in my hands. — " Let me see what was so urgent about you guys bothering me at this time…
About Caleb
What is there in your body that is worth so much? Nightclub. Red lights. People rubbing each other as if the world was going to end tomorrow. The smell of cigarettes, alcohol and lust. This is where I feel at home. Noah is leaning against the bar, as always. Quiet, cold... but ready to blow someone up if I blink differently. I'm in the middle ...Read more