There was no harm in making friends so he gave her his card after which he got into the Uber and they blew off.It was already running late since it took a lot of time before the stuff could be prepared.The next point of call was his dorm. Even though the place seemed awkward, that was the only place that he could rest his head.He was thinking about getting a house on campus soon enough so that he was going to leave a more comfortable life from now on.He decided to tear open the school's group chat and see what was going on there. As usual, Kenny was the center of attraction there.They discussed the forthcoming convocation where the prom king and queen were going to be revealed."This year is not going to be that interesting since we already know the winners of the cause."Meanwhile, a few pictures popped right before him, and looking at the person who posted it, he could already tell that it was silver.The

Immediately the eyes of the manager met with the ripped dress, and everyone else in the room shivered almost immediately. Their hearts raced faster at the same time knowing how much trouble they would be getting themselves into."Does someone care to explain what is going on here?" He roared, his voice echoing throughout the hall.Their eyes were all pointed toward Tina, and even though they didn't spit out a single word from their mouth, he could already tell what was going on His eyes flung towards her direction almost immediately as he went ahead to say with a deadly glare on his face."Miss. Tina, you are a high staff and I have always expected more from you. Do you care to inform me what's going on now?" He Inquired swiftly.She shivered, opening her mouth to speak but words soon failed her.She turned around slowly towards Vincent and pointed at him. "He caused all of this. He ripped it apart. He was trying to take it away

As the rain falls outside, the sounds are varied and constant. The gentle patter of the raindrops against the window is punctuated by the occasional rumble of thunder. The air is thick with the smell of wet earth, and the wind blows through the trees, making the leaves rustle softly. In the distance, the occasional car horn or siren can be heard, but mostly the night is quiet and still. The rain creates a sense of peace and calm, and the darkness makes the world feel small and cozy.Jack had made his way into the club. The loud music blasted through the speakers, making everyone sway their hips to its rhythm. Jack wasn't here to party, he had serious business at hand and there was only one place he could discuss his business; at the inner room.Before he would be allowed access into the inner room, he had to be checked thoroughly by the security at the doors and the moment he gained access, Jack would be welcomed into a smoke

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