After class,they went to Starbucks to grab lunch.There were fans crowding them kept asking for pictures.There were also paparazzi out of the glass window taking videos of them,without permission.Phuwin flipped them off and mouthed "fuck off." They went shopping afterwards at the Central Embassy.Naravit insisted to pay for everything,including Archen's Paco Rabanne perfume which costed $57,000 a bottle.They didn't know that Navarit was going to pay.Obviously,Archen was fine paying for himself.
It was late at night,the highway was empty and Dunk decided to race.They went with two cars which were Naravit's and Dunks.Phuwin occupied Naravit's passenger seat and Archen was with Dunk.Naravit won the race.Dunk stopped the car,disappointed and Naravit took the opportunity and circled them.Phuwin's sat on the window and laughed his ass off while Naravit was circling.
"They're courting us." Dunk chuckled.
"Well,what are we?" Archen stared at Dunk's face lovingly.
"Us four?Rockstars."
"Don't do that." Naravit warned sternly.
Phuwin sat back properly on his seat and rolled his eyes.
"I'm just worried for your safety,we can look for another fun,alright?"Naravit clarified.
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RomanceSociety possessed an obsession with beauty and perfection.What if they choose to be young,wild and free over fame and money.
