The Unnamed Story By KyzaAlone in the corner is where I was sitting, while the music got louder and everyone sang. The air thick with smoke, and smelt like a gym. People rubbed up each other, kissed in the darkness, and a fight had broken out on the wet backyard lawn. Few had passed out, scattered like sticks as I watched their friends drag them out the front door. But as the night grew on not many were standing, but crawling like worms across the lounge room floor.The Unnamed Story By Kyza
I still wonder how she came to see me, even talk to me for that matter, because I\'m sure I didn\'t look appealing at the time she approached me. She smiled and sat down beside me, telling m
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