"Who are you really Manoban?"
Simply, a broken woman. A history too painful to recall. A lost puzzle piece too unworthy to find under everyone's bed. Alone, that's how she desires her lifestyle to be like. A girl who doesn't believe she deserves lov...
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Jungkook wasn't drunk when he dangerously eyed the girl running the nearest stand. In fact, he was more sober than when he cried for his Pranpriya to come back. Yes, this was a sober and definitely hungry Jungkook.
Their recent encounter had left him curious about her, about how her last name being way too familiar, how her doll eyes showed a resemblance to Pranpriya's, and how she sped out of his peripheral vision without answering his question. Seriously who was this chick?
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Jimin only had five shots of brandy and the man was already grinding on some lady he meant five minutes ago. She seemed a little older because of the tight, leopard print dress that stopped by her thigh, and the red, lustful lipstick.
I mentally groaned at the idea of bringing a drunk Jimin home and some lady. I'm sorry, I meant, a drunk Jimin reeking of sex. Yep, he'd grab just enough ladies in the washroom before getting home.
"Yo International playboy!" Yugyeom broke my trans. He had his arm wrapped around a woman's waist. Judging by her figure, she looked just about Yugyeom's type. Slim, with an angelic facade written all over.
Yugyeom liked those type of women because, being the sadistic bastard he was, he liked alternating them into real freaks in bed. Of course, virgins were off his list. "Them and their emotions, you can never get them out unless you promise them somethin'", he once stated.
