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The two staggered all the way towards a black sport car parked in a safe distance, Nicky kept smiling and murmuring as they went on.
"We are here." He said, letting go of her right arm, maintaining his firm to her waist.
"Come on, open up! God damn it!" Ken sneered at the car knob as he tried forcing it open, suffering his unstable movements.
Nicky gave out a sinister laughter so loud she lost balance and fell flat on the ground smiling at his drama.
“Shut the fuck up bitch!” Ken ordered, clearing the back seat, leaving a space for Nicky to lay. He picked up a bottle of left over beer on the front seat, sipped a bit whilst looking at the feminine figure of Nicky laying on the floor.