‘Look, there. Have you found your new victim, Tun?’ As I looked up, I saw the girl who I call ‘Miss High School’. It was Ashley. She was beautiful as always, in spite of the fact that she was totally drunk.
‘Hi, Ashley,’ Tun replied and guided me through the terrace holding my shoulders.
‘You don’t need to hurry. Let’s chat a bit. Let’s get to know each other,’ and she was coming towards with more determination than the alcohol allowed, so she almost fell.
‘You’d better go back to your friends,’ Tun turned his head at the girls in the distance.
‘Really? Don’t tell me what I should or shouldn’t do, right? There were times when you could have told me, but those times are over. It’s over. I don’t give a s**t about what you are saying,’ Ashley yelled angrily, and I started to feel bad.
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