The first time I laid eyes on Chocolate Chip, I didn't know who he was.
We met in a dark alley by accident. I had just finished throwing up after drinking too much with the girls. On my way back to the bar, I ran into a mysterious man with dark, brooding eyes."
He caught me before I fell to the ground. I could hear one of his friends laughing in the background, "What the hell? Look at that b*tch!"
The mysterious man turned around and gave him a glare. The blond-headed, cross-eyed creep scoffed and turned away.
to be continued...
