So then I blinked and found myself in this huge ballroom with a very slinky dress made by fairies from spider webs, staring into the black, soulless eyes of a guy called Hunter or Archer or Ryder or Ashton or Xavier or Damien or Axe or something sounding overly macho. (Dude what's with the muscles?)
Anyway, while being physically unable to speak I was suddenly bitch slapped and round house kicked by a naked girl, who called me a boyfriend stealing slut.
I fell unconscious.
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The bad boy stole my underwear drawers( OMG where are my sanitary pads?!)
De TodoWattpad is asking for a description... Honestly it's crazy mad and very interesting. I cannot explain the madness that I wrote. So enter at your own peril PG everyone but rules are meant to be broken, it may traumatize you and there may or may not b...
