love show us more defination that we require to have for completely trusting relationship with our partners who will stood by our side in love and hate period of time that trolls the life in pieces of memories!
y/n, who did have the same thoughts, c...
This is why I hate asking for help from someone else and do things on my own. Last night, carl type a message to the oldest seokjin asking to meet up for an urgent matter but all his response came in was the invite of a house party. Even after begging her to say no and troubling to get ready, she was able to pull me anyway.
So here we are dress in extremely short dress then what I want to because there was strict theme that need to be followed or they won't allow us in. And for me, meeting this man was seriously first thought then getting shy in something that make me look exactly good.
Carl is such a kind girl to find me a perfect, light blue glitter bodycon dress that reaches near my down butt and have amazing of shoulder making me feel a little awkward but she boost my confidence by doing my makeup and style my hair in a bun.
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But then, she did the real magic on herself! Wearing a grey shiny dress with cut going from her hip to her chest set her up with open hair and makeup light to flicker the adults away from there.
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Now entering inside was the biggest guts breaking things for me. Like how can you ignore all the eyes of the room, even in the darkness alone. Throat bob as my hand shake that held carl closer but she squeeze them and pull me on the upper level passing through the crowl like whales.
"Perfect now just have to find him and we are going to talk real matter", carl spoke when we stood in a secular side.
My body keep creating issues whenever if feel the cold glances or stare on me. The dress hugging me felt tightening up and a huge headache cause buss of ring in my ears. I lean on the railing, looking down at the familiar faces of the group seen on the fresher party then some new group when a pair of black eyes stolen me from the side.
His eyes were stuck on me like a predictor behind his prey. His messy curls hide his forehead and half eyelashes and his red lips leaving smoke of the cigarette stick while knife earings hanging on his one side.
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