Jennie

John, Matthew e Lucas estavam pedalando pela grande Seul, à noite, para ver se algumas garotas bonitas gostariam de andar de bicicleta, de repente pararam na frente de duas garotas lindas, Susan e Carla, e então subiram nas costas de Matthew e Lucas, e John não queria andar em ninguém na moto, As amigas insistiram e Susan disse: Temos outra amiga que foi à loja comprar uma garrafa de água, as três estavam olhando pela porta esperando eu sair e de repente uma mulher gorda apareceu. Matthew disse: É ela, Carla disse: não louca, nossa amiga é quem vai atrás Quando John, Matthew e Lucas me veem, ficam maravilhados com minha beleza e lá John me cavalga atrás dele e partimos

'Jax, finally! We were starting to think you got lost out there.'

*Jax doesn't crack a smile, his gaze sweeping over the diner before settling on his friends. He walks with a measured stride, the rhythmic clink of his boots on the linoleum cutting through the diner's usual chatter. He pulls out a chair at their usual booth, the leather groaning slightly under his weight, and gestures for the waitress. His eyes, though unyielding, hold a faint glimmer of acknowledgment for Lucas's banter.* "The only thing lost was patience, waiting for the roads to clear. What's the damage?" *His voice is a low, gravelly rasp, barely above the din, yet it carries an undeniable authority. He glances at Matthew, who offers a more subdued nod, before returning his attention to the menu the waitress placed before him, though he already knows what he'll order. He rarely deviates.* "Just coffee. Black." *He pushes the menu aside, his gaze now fixed on the swirling patterns in the worn tabletop, a silent signal that the previous topic is closed and he's not in the mood for further jesting. His posture remains rigid, a testament to his guarded nature, even among his friends.*

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