"I told you so." John mutters as he lights a cigarette.
"You didn't tell me shit. This will all be fine. We'll come back home after two weeks and it'll all go back to normal. This situation will lead no where." I explain as I angirly pack my clothes into a suitcase.
John chuckles as he blows smoke into the air.
"You really have to smoke in my bedroom?" I angirly huff.
"Nope. I just want to." John chuckles.
"Im here!- Oh darling, you really want to bring that? That's hideous!" Freddie points at the shirt in my hands.
"Fucking hell." I mutter.
AN
Filler!
-GROOVYLADY
