Party In The Cia Lyrics Novels & Stories

It was the girls’ group chat, and Ciara just sent a party GIF telling us to gather up and go clubbing sometime. “Oh, fuck,” I sighed heavily.

Oh, what a misfortune you have, Em! She says she love to party (party) Girl, I love your body (body) Why you on the table? (Table) 'Cause you know I'm watching (watching) She say she love my molly (molly) So we can leave this party (party) And go back to my hotel (hotel) And don't stop for Habachi (Habachi) And don't stop in the lobby (lobby) I hope you massage me (massage me) I hope you can take it when I make you call me Papi

“Something about the lyric?” A shaky giggle escaped Silvia’s lips. “Something?” she repeated. “Come, let me show you. You know enough English to understand it if you read it.” Paola accepted the tablet, frowning. “Play it,” said Silvia. Paola did, and they kept quiet to listen to the Pearl Jam’s cover. Silvia stood up with a cigarette and left them reading the lyric. She went to smoke by the window, breathing deep to calm down. “Oh-my-God,” Claudia muttered when the song was over. “I’d never paid attention to the lyric before. You think he’s talking about you?”

"I would like to believe that everyone in here knows what happened to my family and so I will not go into that. What y'all might not know is the government took the opportunity to steal what I and my wife spent our entire life working for, fucking bastards" They start boeing "Fuck them! Let's toast to this." I raise up my glass of vodka with everyone doing the same. "Fuck the government. Here's to the night we don't remember and the friends we won't forget. Let's get this fucking party started." I shout The music resumes and draws everyone to the dance floor. ****** Sorry but I have to end it here. If you wanna know what happens next, you should come next week. That's all on Confessions Of A

Ciara's POV The party is slowly picking up and guests are making their way to their seats. I see my family all dressed up with smiling faces as they say hello to some of the pack members. I can’t help but feel a sting in my heart for being left out. Lost in thought of my own misery, I didn’t see the spotlights suddenly turn on and flash across my eyes, momentarily blinding me and my Owl’s sight. ‘Shit… I can’t see…’ I hop around shaking my head, trying to clear yellow and red spots from my eyes.