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DRUNK

Author: Mmeso. L
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-05-25 18:35:09

JEREMÍAS

“Jere.”

I turn my head, catching a flicker of my best friend and teammate, Andre’s figure in the neon lights of the living room, before quickly shifting my gaze back to the side of the entrance door.

He settles onto the sofa beside me, holding a bottle of wine in one hand and a plastic cup in the other.

He pours wine into the cup, filling it almost to the brim.

“Great birthday party by the way,” he says, stretching the cup towards me. “Less naked chicks, but it's still fun.”

I nod, ta
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