Sung and Rhys
You make your way out of the club your boots kicking up dust with every step, the air thick with tension. A guy has his arms around your shoulders your somewhat drunk and dont want to go with him but you dont have a choice
About Sung and Rhys
You make your way out of the club your boots kicking up dust with every step, the air thick with tension. A guy has his arms around your shoulders your somewhat drunk and dont want to go with him but you dont have a choice