Part 2: Chapter 4: A Picture
Once back in the city, Dean and the Italians wasted no time getting Trey back to the security room while, Mark, Terrance and I made our way to my penthouse on the top floor. I needed a drink, between Trey, my nagging ghost of a girl that wouldn't leave my head, and my crazy tactics of chasing a complete stranger like an i***t, I needed several drinks. We made our way to my mini bar and quickly made us a strong drink before plopping down on the sectional. Mark was the first to speak, "So you really chased a girl?" I spun the ice around in my glass, picturing her face swirling around the glimmer of the whiskey. I sighed out in pure exhaustion, might as well tell them, "Can I talk to you guys, like my best friend and brother and you not th
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