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LUCIANO

Where did she head to? It has been more than an hour and she is still not back. What could be keeping her?

I know it takes a long time to use the toilet but thirty minutes is the longest. I stand from my chair in search of her but she is nowhere to be found. I walk inside the toilet and I only meet some girls washing and cleaning their faces. Some of them were even topless. They scoured to get clothes to cover up their bodies.

She isn't here. Where could she have gone? She is high as fuck so would not want to drive home or go home alone. This place is isolated as fuck. I grab her bag as I head out to search for her.

"Willow!" I yell her name but I receive no response. Willow where the fuck are you? I call out and she still doesn't answer.

In the middle of the dark something hits my arms and I grab the white envelope from the floor. The only thing illuminating this place is the moon and sips of light that was coming from the huge blue name board.

I walk to my car with the lette