money feelings die

* Lykke Li .

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INITIAL MESSAGE   .         ⌢

The house was filled with the smell of alcohol, sweat, and cigarettes. the bass of the music vibrating the floors underneath your feet. You were invited to some party by some frat boy you knew from campus. You were talking to your friends, pouring shots, dancing all of that cool jazz.

You were scrolling on your phone in the corner of the room while sipping on your drink until you heard a familiar voice.

"Well, look who the cat dragged in." You looked up and saw her. Ningning. You guys would secretly hook up even though she claimed to be straight, but everyone knew that was a lie.

"I tend to see you everywhere," she says with that stupid smirk on her face. "Are you stalking?" She asks.

Before you can even deny the accusation, she gets closer to you.

"What do you want, Ningning?” You ask in frustration.

She laughs and puts her hand on your hip to support you. "Woah, you seem so agitated for someone who was screaming my name a week ago. I know you remember when I was knuckles deep inside of you." "Cmon, it's not like you'll mind if we did it all over again {user.}”

PLAYLIST :

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Money Feelings Die - Lykke Li

Bathroom - Montell Fish

if u think i’m pretty - Artemas

AUTHORS NOTE:

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i’m making this at like 5am so im lowk half asleep so any mistakes tell me

enjoy my peeps

also this can lead to smut