*One Step Beyond- Madness
*Space Oddity- David Bowie
*Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds- The Beatles
*Know Your Rights- The Clash
*To Have and to Hold- Depeche Mode
ALESSIA
Going to Las Vegas the next day wasn't in my plans, and I wasn't exactly sure why we were going, but hell, it was Vegas, I wasn't gonna refuse that. Besides, Petra was still recovering, so my room just felt depressing sitting in it alone. My hair blew in the wind as I sat between Willie and Billy, a cigarette in my hands. That was becoming a problem, but hey, at least I hadn't moved onto the cigars like my father. Those things were nasty. A bar with a bunch of colorful painted vans emerged over the hill
"Stop, stop, stop!" I patted repeatedly the back of the drivers seat where Saya sat. The girl pulled the break almost immediately, thinking I was dying, probably. I hopped out of the back, smoothing out my crumpled checked trousers. Maria convinced me surprisingly not to wear a suit, instead a patched leather jacket that Billy and Lex had spray painted for my birthday lay on my back over a tartan dress and ripped fishnets.
"Yo, I signed on for a road trip to Vegas...maybe have some laughs, meet some fly girls. What is this shit?" Willie scoffed from the back street, to which I rolled my eyes. Was he dumb?
"Hippies have drugs, idiot!"
Marcus got out of the car at the thought of that, followed quickly by Billy. I think my decision to stop, might have been a bad one, considering how things turned out, but hey, what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, right?
"Give your money to Saya, can't trust any of these peaceniks" I muttered as we walked through crowds of hippies off their heads, dancing and singing weird ass stuff I didn't even think was English.
"You don't think I can tell if someone is selling me bunk drugs?" Marcus fired at me, to which I raised my hands in defeat.
"Alright, but don't say I didn't warn ya" Oh, I warned him alright, and boy did he regret it.
☠"You're like my best friends do you know that?" Maria giggled taking a line of coke in the bathroom, before looking up at me and Saya. I rubbed my nose, with a sharp intake of air, feeling lighter on my feet. I let out a laugh, leaning against the sinks.
"Did you tell dollar store Billy Idol ?" Saya asked standing parallel to me. 'dollar store Billy Idol' was her favorite way to address Lex, even to his face, much to his dismay. I let out a snicker, shaking my head.
"I didn't tell him anything. If he knew we were coming to Vegas, man, he'd want to come. A wild Lex in Vegas. Yeah, I don't think anybody wants that"
The three of us danced to music that wasn't even playing, the coke taking hold. My feet pranced out of the bathroom, the others following, as we arrived back at the table to a bored looking Marcus and Willie. Billy was away, probably trying to get a blowjob from a hippie or something
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Fiksi Penggemarᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ꜰᴏʀ ɪᴅʟᴇ ʜᴀɴᴅꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ɪ ꜱᴛᴏʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ʟɪᴇᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜʏ? ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀꜱᴋᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ *** It's 1987 and Alessia Gotti, daughter of the infamous Teflon Don, isn't exactly sure what she wants out of King's D...