⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀As we enter Club 29, the music was blaring and hot sweaty bodies danced against each other.
Sugah already took off, and was mingling with some guys... Which is a bad idea, she knows she has a someone at home. But I'm not going to get into that.
I made my way to the bar, which was packed, and order me a White Freezie.
I was twirling around in my chair, when a man with amazing green eyes stopped me.
"What are you? Five?" His deep voice scared me to were I just got out the chair and tried to walked away.
"This is not a play ground! It's a club, so what are you thinking? Are you even old enough to be in here?" I nodded my head yes, at the end question.
I mean I am twenty-three so I can do as I please.
"Non si può parlare? Sto parlando di te! Questo è maleducato parlare parlare di non parlare quando viene parlato." I only understood bits and pieces of what he was saying considering I only took Italian for two years. Which was a dumb mistake. What if he called me a hoe.
I put down my Freezie, and lifted up one of my eyebrows. "What did you say?" I silently rose up and place my hands on my hips.
Or this one