Addicted

Addicted

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Jul 5, 2016
"What's your name?" Luke asked. I examined my "counselor", or whatever he was. He had blonde hair and blue eyes and wore a worn misfits shirt with holes in it paired with black skinny jeans. He smiled at me brightly and held a clipboard. "Ashley." I responded and fiddled with my fingers. The counselor clicked his pen and jotted my name on the clipboard. "Why are you are here, Ashley?" He looked up from his clipboard and smiled at me waiting for my answer. I rolled my eyes and huffed. "For drinking." The guy beside chuckled. He had bright red hair that went in all directions. "Pathetic." Already annoyed by the people here I responded,"Well what are you here for, Mr. Bad Boy?" He smirks at me and bluntly says. "I'm addicted to sex."
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