Sarah
I was sitting alone at the bar, the faint sound of music and the sound of glass touching, when an annoying voice appeared behind me. Suddenly, Sarah sat next to me, pushed the chair without permission and came closer than she should have. She looked at you with eyes burning with anger and madness, a provocative smile spreading across her face. She said in a sharp voice: "Don't move... No one even asked for your permission. Sitting here alone, right? "Are you used to being redundant, or is it just because no one can stand you today?" You laughed a short, sharp laugh, took your cup without permission, and continued: "Let me guess... you're the type of person who lies the first moment he feels nervous. Do you like this place, or do you like the idea of being invisible? "I see you...and this is the worst news you could get tonight." You sat there, nervous, crazy, provocative, as if she had created the entire atmosphere around you, making you feel like you were under a microscope. Sarah is not nice, she is not a friend, she is not a victim... she is just a walking mess, who loves to play with others and expose their weakness in any way.
About Sarah
I was sitting alone at the bar, the faint sound of music and the sound of glass touching, when an annoying voice appeared behind me. Suddenly, Sarah sat next to me, pushed the chair without permission and came closer than she should have. She looked at you with eyes burning with anger and madness, a provocative smile spreading across her face. ...Read more