THE WHORE DIARIES

4: DAYS AFTER THE PARTY

It was the following week, just after the party had happened and it was still fresh in everyone's mind. The girls sat on the tables during the break and gossiped, like most people. In the opposite corner of the room, there were 5 young guys who were playing with soda cans - they were blowing their horns, shooting at each other, twisting them... The girls just rolled their eyes at that. A few minutes later, someone hit Sonja in the ass with a can. The can got dented quite a bit. They didn't pay much attention at that moment, however, a few seconds later they heard under their breath: Yoo, pass that can, hoe!

Sonja got up from the table, turned around, and at that moment the murmuring stopped. Oh shit, it's about to go down.

SONJA: Excuse me, did you address that to me?

She looked him up and down. It was a very short figure, dark hair and complexion, with teeth like squirrel's. He was wearing some kind of sweatshirt and jeans and looked like he'd eaten an onion burger. He was unshaven, with a barely visible beard and hair that looked like a pyramid. Behind him stood the other four, equally ugly and miserable looking guys.

GUY: And I turned to you.SONJA: First and foremost, I am not a hoe for you, nor will I ever be. If you ever want not to be a virgin 4 life, try to address the girl normally. And the second...

GUY broke off in mid-sentence.

GUY: Well, look how you behaved at every party ever, maybe you did.

This was very bad.

SONJA: And what do you wretch know about parties, when you haven't been invited to any of them?

GUY: Well, I hear all kinds of things. You were a stripper to Leo. You sucker.SONJA: I'm sorry, what?GUY: Well, you know, I have servers and then I hear something about you...SONJA: Look at it this way, you drooler, you don't have the right to say anything, and neither do your nerdy fags you hang out with, is that clear? Who I was with was my problem, not yours. Of course, I know you fantasize about me every day because you can't bring yourself to be with me. You are the market and I am Versace. You will never be my level. You have always been a very small man, in every way. I don't even have to look at you to conclude that you have a small piss stick followed by two dried raisins, and an even smaller personality. And the fact that you think you're cute because you insult girls and watch hentai religiously...
You're such a pathetic peasant, be happy if a girl ever wants to spit on you, because you don't deserve anything more than the world of women. And that's why don't mess with me - don't mess with fire.

SONJA came up, slapped him and left the room. TINA and ALEXANDRA watched this happening with their mouths open the whole time, and after she left, they also followed her. About 30 people remained in the room, but there was complete silence. However, one chick recorded everything and posted it online, so word spread very quickly about what Sonja said. That's why some called her Sonja Savage, which she liked because it sounds like Dior Sauvage.

Later, they sat at the main booth in that cafe, smoking and talking.

TINA: Sonjyy, I still can't believe what you said to him... You were really telling him off...ALEXANDRA: Yes, I'm actually surprised that these people didn't defend him.TINA: I, as a whore, but a feminist, support your movement of telling off.SONJA: Well, I said it that way, but I feel a little sorry for him now.ALEXANDRA: SORRY!? WHY?TINA: More like talking to your hand - bye!ALEXANDRA: Ok.SONJA: Well, do you know what happened when Leo and I hooked up?

TINA and ALEXANDRA spun around on the high chairs.

SONJA: He came to me, and we went to that little room. And then he gave me some cocktail like vodka and sparkling water, and I drank it all at once, so I peed a lot.
TINA: Oh, I drank that, it really works for me, it hypes me up. It's better than vodka with juice!
SONJA: Mostly he sat down and I danced on his lap... And then I jumped on top of him and he pushed me down, he squeezed me with his thighs... And then he threw me on the bed and hit me with a belt, here I am there's still a crocodile imprint on my thigh as he hit me there hard... uhgggg... the guy is such a cavalier... such a dude... and those skinny jeans fit him so well, and they're even better when I take them off.. .

ALEXANDRA: Is he kinky?SONJA: I have no idea, mostly, then we fucked sooooooooooooooooo much!!!!!TINA: And that's all?SONJA: But wait, the plot thickens! Then I put that belt around his neck and led him around the room as if on a leash. Also, I stole his underpants. You know how he had a nice perfume...ALEXANDRA: Ok, too many details.

TINA took a smoke from the hookah.

TINA: So, how was it overall?SONJA: It was good, I didn't say a word to anyone. But I don't know either, I feel a little bad about it.ALEXANDRA: Why? You didn't do anything wrong... And it's not your first time to be with your two best friends?SONJA: I know, but somehow I think I used it. I didn't even like it that much, I was just hot.TINA: Well, you didn't use him, if it was OK for him to make out, then there is no problem.SONJA: I know, but I feel like I cheated Mark.ALEXANDRA: Cheating? But you're not even together.SONJA: I know, but again, as if I did something wrong...TINA: Well, all three of us had so many hook ups for the night, I don't know what hit you, like what's the problem, little bitch. You are literally feminism.ALEXANDRA: Yes, you shouldn't have a guilty conscience. We certainly know that you had a good time.SONJA: Eh, it is what it is, if I had a chance I would repeat it again ahahahahah.