Leo was sitting on his office. The light from the window was reflecting on one side of his face, the other side was hiding in the dark. Je placed his legs on his table and put his head on the backrest of the chair. Leo closed his eyes, he didn't want to think about his past. But the ghost of his deeds hunts him in every dark corner of his alone time.
(Throwback)
The club was banging with loud music. The bar was filled with shots. The smoke of the cigars and drugs was filling in all over the place. So many young girls and boys were dancing to the ear-piercing music. No one knows the song but their bodies were strolling with the quantity of liquid they gulped down. The DJ was also a mess not knowing what he was playing his body was just dangling over the music desk. The club was a mess wi
