fangirl | mnz

chapter 5

//thirdperson\\

"and if, you have anytime, you could stop by my place to, you know, hang,"

she whispered, in a very non-seductive way i can tell you that, the bartenders phony-cheeta-print nails literally tore his skin apart as she pathetically tugged at his flannel, slyly slipping her phone number into his right sleeve.

groupies, ugh, the types that follow him everywhere after his latest shows, and just as he finished his late-night concert in michigan, he tried a bar, but recognizing him quick, the bartender attached to him like a leech.

she had to be at least in her late-thirties, a grown woman trying to live out her young and reckless years, josh had through many of these woman, not getting that booking up with one of them, would be like joking up with his mother.

shivering at that thought, the girls face looked exactly like all of the others, the same neon eyeshadow and foundation that didn't even compliment their proper skin tone.

he had two sisters, who were currently selling out fashion line after fashion line, sure he would know this, doesn't everyone?

but of course, she had a skin-tight matching dress to her nails, josh had nearly gagged up the last two shots he'd just chugged down, doubting the third would even make it through, only drinking it to tone out the woman currently trying to get a hookup.

as if he could even hook up, considering the fact that his {very religious by the way} birthgiver, believed that loosing virginity before marriage was a sin, not that it'd make any difference to the boy's already cold heart, as if he even had one.

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authors note; sorry for not updating gah, this was a bad and short chapter im sorry