Spectre

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"Welcome!" I cheer to the small cluster of people that are at the door, my face beaming like I slept with a coat hanger in my mouth.

A few different voices merge into a 'Hello' as they walk in, astonished by the tasteful decor of my house. Solely put together by me. From the fully stocked bistro bar to the sandy-hued tapestry on the wall. The dining table, the centrepiece of the house. A dark mahogany, varnished surface, a gift from Frank.

He's truly fabulous. I simply cannot believe we ever lived any differently. His motto being 'Are you ready to live the life you deserve?' A perfect atmosphere. One could never be so joyous. I am and will continue to be infinitely grateful for everything. No words can explain Him.

We live in his transcendent wake, His sacred being. Celestial.

After a few hours, the party comes to a quiet close. The guests leave and make their way back home, some of them only living across the cul-de-sac. But Frank returns back to His lush manor, accompanied by His breathtaking wife; Shelley.

He's something to be afraid of, but highly revered.

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⏰ Ultima actualizare: Dec 03, 2022 ⏰

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