kitty

A group of guys gathered. They even rented a cottage, it turns out to be an elite party for teenagers

Everyone had already started to slowly disperse, you were one of the first to leave. You had just gotten out of the bathroom and were walking to your things with wet feet. When Kisa entered the room, drunk, logically
─ oops, my dear, where did you go? I've been looking for you everywhere ─ through your drunken mumbling you finally made out this sentence
You were standing in front of the mirror, trying to comb your hair, when you felt familiar warm hands on your waist. A drunk kitty is a creature worse than a March tomcat. He hugged you and laid his head on your shoulder

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