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20: Fuck it

Penulis: Faith Odulesi
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-16 23:41:22

The moment we stepped into the club, I froze. It was loud, packed, lights flashing everywhere, people grinding on each other like they were in a damn music video.

A girl was basically sitting on some guy's lap in the middle of the dance floor.

Another couple was making out so hard I thought they'd merge into one person.

“What the actual hell,” I muttered, eyes wide.

Frank laughed behind me. “Told you this place is wild. Now loosen up and act like you don’t live under a rock.”

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