28| 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚜?

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SUMMER BLAKE

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SUMMER BLAKE

Kai was impatiently blowing up my phone and I wanted to kill him.

The game had ended 2 hours ago and it was now 10:39. Currently Kai and I were about to get ready for the after-party happening at Rami's mansion.

He doesn't realize how hard it can be to pick an outfit when it comes to a girl. For certain outfits, I was questioning if my boobs would spill out or if my dress would easily ride up.

Finally, I spotted the perfect dress.

A tight-fitting 2 piece gold rhinestoned dress that shines. I knew it was the perfect thing that would make a statement. It was custom-made by Oh Polly a partner company that works with my mother, at least she was good for something.

I put on the two piece dress with gold accessories and grab a long black coat to cover it before heading out of the house.

I put on the two piece dress with gold accessories and grab a long black coat to cover it before heading out of the house

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Since ignoring my family has been no problem for me I'm easily able to slip out and head straight for Kai's house.

I knock twice on his door standing there a bit nervous. I've been to his house just once and that was through the window so this is definitely some sort of upgrade.

I wait patiently the cold air and wind biting me slightly.

Just as I'm about to knock for the third time the door opens.

"It's about time dipshi-

I stop myself abruptly when I notice that the person who opened the door for me is indeed not a dipshit and definitely not Kai.

"Good evening to you too young lady," Kai's Uncle says grinning at me cheekily.

I scratch my head awkwardly dying of embarrassment.

embarrassment. is another emotion that I don't miss post-coma.

his uncle seemed a bit rough around the edges yet after he smiled at me in amusement it was as if I had known him my whole life, it makes sense as to why he and my dad were supposedly good friends.

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