Continuation...
"Dem, are you done? I'll just wait for you outside. Hurry up there! Faster dude!" she chuckled. At any rate, this boy bestfriend of her is very energetic.
"There it is! Don't complain there and I might kill you early!" she shouted back and looked in the mirror again. She combed her man's hair ang smiled sweetly in front of the mirror.
She went down to her neck. She just stopped combing when she realized what she is doing just now.
Sh*t. When else have I been this cocious with my looks!? Damn it Demetria!
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"Hey, dude. It's looks like you're wearing too short?" Gasper and Demetria is in in the bar counter now while drinking red wine. She also looked at what she was wearing and shrugged.
"I don't have any damn choice, Gasper. I don't want to borrow your clothes either, that's gross Man." Gasper removed the jacket he was wearing and placed it on her exposed legs and he just gave her a serious look.
