Moonlight Kiss
I asked Ferra, who laughed a short laugh before nodding, her dance moves already getting sloppy.
“Special wine for the boys, darling! Vervain or some shit would probably be mixed, I don’t know!” she giggled before walking up to Kevin and grinding her back against him, making me scrunch in disgust.
“Let’s get this over with,” I grumbled, pushing past a drunken Raymond and making my way over to Jason, who was now dancing with two girls at the same time.
“Well, well, what a treat,” he sang, eyeing me from head to toe, and I lifted up a small smile before motioning the girls to move out of the way.
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