Sometimes money is always the answer to OJ. You'd spend it on something you like and you'd earn it it's all yours. But it's all gone, so he decided to maybe take a turning position and drop the hotel manager in him.
TW/CW
Gore
Heavy Language
Suicid...
OJ had finished talking to Cheesy about selling his old circus to him, it was a success. OJ entered the dark blue curtains, observing the place on the inside. He stared on, barely saying a word as he kept on exploring what was inside. "I could really bringup light to this!" he said, breaking the silence.
Oops! Bu görüntü içerik kurallarımıza uymuyor. Yayımlamaya devam etmek için görüntüyü kaldırmayı ya da başka bir görüntü yüklemeyi deneyin.
In the blink of an eye, OJ caught a stage which widened his eyes. It was perfect, it was big, but dirty... but it had the design which OJ always fantasized of. OJ stayed silent- catching the beauty of the stage he was staring at.
But where would he get an audience?
TO BE CONTINUED (CHAPTER 4 IS WHERE THE FUN BEGINS)
