Dam agent 47 '3'
Y'all over at Yan Dev's Fan will understand me!
He held her close. His arms squeezing her waist as his fingers and tangled her hair getting lost along the way.
He stared into pure darkness as they laid next to each other. Her purple lipstick smothered amongst his face.
'Why tf did she wear purple lipstick, this bitch.' He thought as the the song 'Every oTheR bitch' played in the background of their 47 foot tall condo.
She looked up at him. A blank stare adorned her features.
'I do wonder... what is he thinking about.' She queried silently snuggling back into his chest.
"I love you-" Her voice was slightly muffled as she pressed herself further against his chest.
His reaction was smooth and precise, as his personality would suggest, he muttered leaning in closer to her ear
"Bitch, your not special. Try me again hoe. And this will be for Rachel. Period M8" His eyes slowly fluttered shut.
Her facial expression could only be described as a 'Why the hell...'
Im writing this at 1:50 in the morning. Bear with me and my greatness!
