"His love is strong; like patrón. it feels good at for a little, but in the end It feels like shit."
Love isn't easy, it isn't soft and pleasant how they make it seem. For London Harper, a cruel love is all she knew. She never knew the true feeling...
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LONDON ELISE HARPER,21
May/10/2023
11:23 PM
To say the least, London and Rose needed this night the most. With Roses breakup, and London just needing a night out. London wanted this night to be very special for her.
She hated seeing the Rose so down, she was always the bubbly and bright one. The life of the party. It was just sad that she had to find out just a few days before her birthday.
She would've probably been ok with everything if he had just told her from the jump. Niggas just always had a way with disappointing these two.
But they weren't even worried about their love life problems right now, The girls wanted pure fun tonight. Club hopping and dancing was where it was at for the night.
Flirting with men that they knew they would never talk to again, going by different names for every club. Using their looks for free drinks from the men.
London screwed her fave up as she slammed down the shot glass of Patrón, this was the 3rd club they had been to tonight. And neither London or Rose were ready to go home.
London slowly grinded her hips to the bass of the music, P Power by Gunna played throughout the club. She held up the iced out cuban on her wrist. She flashed a bright smile to Roses Instagram story that she had been posting on all night.
She smiled and pulled her skirt down as she locked eyes with a familiar face from across the club. "Oh Shit yall! We got South Carolinas finest! Make some muthafuckin' noise for my nigga Ja Morant!" The dj paused the music as he began to yell into the mic.
London eyed him, staring him up and down as the people began to crowd him, but due to his height she could still see him.
"You think he knew we was here?" London turned her head to face Rose. "Shit probably, people were tagging him in the live. So maybe." She said, shrugging her shoulders as she took a sip from her drink.
"you wanna leave?" Rose asked, London looked back at him, before smacking her lips and turning back to Rose. "Nah, don't let him ruin our night." She rolled her eyes, shaking her head "These are from the men from over there." The bartender said, giving them a slight smile as she pointed at a brown skin guy with dreads and a dark skin guy with waves.
They both smiled over at the girls, showing off the grills in their mouths. "Shit! them niggas is fine! What the fuck?" Rose slurred, her mouth wide open as she stared right at them. London laughed at her facial expression.
