Завершенная история, впервые опубликовано Apr 08, 2017
"troye sivan, you've been served." the man in a black coat says, handing me a folder.
i clench my jaw, taking it.
"all i did was spill a coffee on the bloke, it's not like i fucked his mother in hindsight."
"troye sivan, you've been served." the man in a black coat says, handing me a folder.
i clench my jaw, taking it.
"all i did was spill a coffee on the bloke, it's not like i fucked his mother in hindsight."
"So when you gon' stop playing and let me hit that shit, Zuria?" Mitch asked while he smoked a blunt in my mother's living room and we both sat on the floor.
"Let you hit this?" I asked, raising an e...