Maliksvodka Stories

A boy. A girl. Two hearts. One passionate love. "What are you doing here pretty face?" A big man with a lot of tattoos and a long untrimmed beard approaches from the shadows of the alley. He smirks and rests his back on the brick wall in the dark and muddy alley. "Uh I- i- don't really know how I got here really... I was at this party and I guess I'm a bit tipsy cause I thought this was the way ho-" I stop in mid sentence when I notice that he's approaching me slowly, but terrifying.