GIRL’S HOSTEL>
“Is anyone around?” Rissa asked behind Daphne.
“No. Come in now.” Daphne whispered and let Rissa get in first.
They actually went clubbing and they’re just returning and it’s already lights out.
They both tiptoed into the hostel, walking quietly and softly so as not to make a single noise.
Rissa got to her room, her room was the first on the lane and they weren’t staying in the same room.
“Bye Daphne.” She whispered bit Daphne didn’t reply her, she kept walking to her room.
She was still walking when she kicked something hit something and it crash, making noise.
“Who’s there?!” A loud voice asked and she needed no one to tell her it was the warden’s voice.
“$h|t!” She cussed, quickly turning off her flashlights.
She began hearing the warden’s footsteps and the reflection of her light.
“d@mn Rissa. I shouldn’t have listened to her.” She muttered and and began walking back, looking for where to hide.
With every step of the warden getting closer, caused her to panic greatly.
Someone suddenly pulled her to a corner and she gasped. She fell on the person’s arms and their lips collided in the process.
Daphne’s eyes widened as it occured to her what just happened. The person just stole her first kiss.
She wanted to pushed him off but the person pulled her closer, kissing her deeply.
The warden turned back when she didn’t see anyone.
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Three other empty bottles of Hennessy laid on her table.
She was clearly drunk already but she didn’t mind. She just wanted to drink wine off her sorrow.
Remembering the way Marcus pushed her and humiliated her when she confessed her feelings to him earlier today was hurting her so much.
Ever since the very day she stepped foot into 3DC, she had loved Marcus.
Love at first sight, that is what she would call it.
She met him that first day she got into the college, on her way to the class… She bumped into him, he was with Lewis.
But from that very day, Marcus never liked her, like she was kinda leech to his body.
“Another bottle!” She yelled, drowsily. Thinking about it was hurting her honestly.
“Ma’am, that’s enough for you now. You’re already drunk.” The bartender said and she chuckled.
“Give me another bottle, I’m not drunk… I’m perfectly alright… A bottle please!” She pouted.
“I’m sorry ma’am, I can’t.” She said and Butter’s smiling face turned to a frown. She stood up.
“What’s your problem? I said I’m not drunk. I want another bottle… Give me another bottle.” She pouted, poking his chest.
“You’re drunk.” The bartender said.
“No I’m not drunk.” She pouted cutely.
“What’s wrong Kingston?” Ryan asked, coming there. He was also dressed in a bartender’s uniform.
She’s drunk and keeps insisting for a bottle.
“Give me another bottle… Just bottle, I promise not to bother you anymore.” She said drowsily.
“See that?”
“It’s alright, hand her to me… You go attend to the other customers.” Ryan said and Kingston nodded, handing over Butter to him.
“Where are you taking me to??… I said I want to drink.” She whined, staggering behind as Ryan was literally dragging her.
He turned to her and shook his head. He went back and carried her in his arms.
Butter giggled staring at his face. “Marcus, is that you?” She asked.
“Gosh, I knew you were gonna come back for me… I love you Marcus. I love you… Please don’t h@ťě.” She mooed, cuddling on his arms.
“I guess she was served breakfast… Poor thing.” He muttered at the sleeping figure in his hands.
He walked some distance to where his car was parked, kinda far from the restaurant.
He placed her in the car’s back seat and went to the driver’s seat. He put on his seatbelt and ignited his engine.
Soon, he was outta the vicinity.
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TBC…