"Wait, what?" This isn't my room. It looks classy though. I looked up to see the flashing things hitting my peeking eyes...
Oh a chandelier...
A CHANDELIER?!
"Where the hell am I?" I said with a cracking voice, barely even speaking. And why does my voice sound like I screamed from the top of my lungs?
There's sunlight reflecting from the prisms of the chandelier and it was those flashy things from before. This looks like a presidential suite; with that fancy looking couch at the end of this king-sized bed, those elegant floor lamps and a coffee table-from what it looks like, it'll cost me millions.
I'm curious as to whom I spent the night with, so I checked under the sheets... oh it's just a man.
WHAT THE FUCK?! A MAN?! I looked again and was not mistaken. The one I spent the night with was a man?!
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To Chase The Black Pearl
General FictionZephyr Suárez Levine, a graduating student, was dumped by his weeks-old girlfriend. Pretending that he's fine with the rejection, he was too proud of himself and went to a bar to knock himself out with booze. When he grew a little tipsy, he decided...
