"hi i'm anna."
"hey there, how you doing?"
"pretty good."
"what're you doing in a place like this?"
"what do you mean?"
"well you look like you belong in a high school."
"maybe that's the look i'm going for."
"a stripper trying to look like a minor?"
"maybe i'm just trying to find an old creep to fuck."
"oh then i'm not your kind of guy."
"are you sure? looks to me like your old bones need a work out."
"maybe i need to show you how fit my old bones are."
"please do."
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cigs and berry cruisers [completed]
Teen Fictionher boyfriend became her stalker. the voices became her friends. she became her killer. a story that begins at the end. lowecase intended.