Cruelty Of Love
I got on my nerves when someone asked me my name.
My eyes widened, turning to my glass, "Damn, what's that?" I asked, immediately standing up. If my voice could be smelled, horror could be smelled. "This can not be..."
"What's happening?" ' the stranger next to me asked, getting up as well. I stumbled, he grabbed my arm. "Hey, are you okay?"
"In my glass…" I said in horror. "...there is blood."
The strange man looked at him strangely. "No, I think you're one of those who get high with a single glass," he said in a mocking voice. He added in a serious voice. "There's the amber drink, we drink the same thing, remember ?"
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