CHAPTER 57
Author: Nathan Emorey
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

“Oh my goodness! This is absolutely insane!”

“Damn! This isn’t happening, is it?”

The following day at school, a viral news spread across all the universities in London. Everyone was tweeting and making videos about it. See

Dave who had spent the previous night partying with the team got high and slept in the bar. He woke up late and quickly had to drive back home to prepare for school. This resulted in his coming late to school.

As soon as he got to school, everyone began to act strangely while looking at him - his shoes -. Previously, they would look in admiration of the Diamond Bunny shoe worn beautifully on his feet. But today, their reactions were rather unusual. They looked at it in disgust and he didn’t know why.

Dave quickly met up with his gang and demanded the reason for the unusual behaviour from everyone.

“Take off your shoes bro! Now! Put these on.” Draco began and tossed a normal sneakers to him.

“The fuck you mean ‘take off your shoes’? These are worth $5 M
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