MATTHEW
I’m walking through the crowd with the ghost of Kathryn’s touch on my hand.
Since when does she make things worse?
I literally touched her and felt better than I had in days but now it seems that the ringing is back and it brought bells, drums and bagpipes that all sound like King Oscar of Denmark.
“Hey!” A girl in a white dress shrieks when I bump into her, her face goes from pissed to flirty when she sees my face. “Now you got me all wet.”
A smirk from me is enough for the girl to drag me out of the bar and into her car. We don’t even talk as she pulls out a condom and rolls into my length as we angry f**k in the parking lot. Each thrust into her backside is meant for a blue-eyed blonde with red lips and a posh accent, I’m channelling everything from her as I screw this
