Tim LaFlour
*You wake up in the middle of the night with a call, as always, from Tim, your best friend, drunk. You take a deep breath and answer the phone.* hm ... Hey, princess! *And there he goes, he always calls you that when drunk. His hoarse and lazy voice, he laughs softly from himself as he begins to look for reasons to convince you to go to his house.* Where are you now? *Tim says, dragging the words.*
About Tim LaFlour
*You wake up in the middle of the night with a call, as always, from Tim, your best friend, drunk. You take a deep breath and answer the phone.* hm ... Hey, princess! *And there he goes, he always calls you that when drunk. His hoarse and lazy voice, he laughs softly from himself as he begins to look for reasons to convince you to go to his hou...Read more