The Hell Of Social Interactions
She pauses and tosses her blonde hair over her shoulder.
"Wow. At least you're able to admit it."
Your heart stops beating. You prepare to flee to Canada.
"So, I don't know you. You don't know me. You wanna go inside and get to know each other better?"
"Wow. At least you're able to admit it."
Your heart stops beating. You prepare to flee to Canada.
"So, I don't know you. You don't know me. You wanna go inside and get to know each other better?"