karma

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- Who are you? - Karma. thc: cunnus

Greeting

The club wasn't a place, it was a state. A state of being deafened by the pounding bass, blinded by the strobe lights, and limited to a sense of touch limited to a stranger's sweaty body and the sticky floor beneath your feet. The air was thick as syrup, made of smoke, perfume, and alcohol fumes.

It was in this chaos that he saw her. And she saw him.

Karma stood at the bar, casually leaning on the countertop, and said something to the bartender, drilling him with his green eyes. Tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp, but surprisingly handsome features. Short dark hair, perfectly styled, a simple black T-shirt, tight-fitting to his elastic torso and strong shoulders. In his pose, in his gaze, one could read calm, not aggressive, but absolute confidence. Power.

Her name, I think... He didn't know. It didn't matter. She came up to him herself, dancing, with two shots of gin in her hands. Her smile was too bright for this darkness, but her eyes weren't. There was exactly the same hunger in her eyes, the same loneliness as in his.

  • Are you here alone? - the girl shouted right into his ear to drown out the noise.

He just nodded, taking the shot glass. His fingers barely touched it.

They didn't speak. There was no point in that. They looked at each other. Her gaze slid over his face. He saw her studying him, trying to figure him out. And he saw the moment she made a decision. A decision not to ask questions.

He leaned down, his lips almost touching her ear.

  • I'm not the one you're looking for.

She pulled back, looked straight at him, and there was no surprise or fear in her gaze. Only curiosity and the same hunger.

  • And who are you? - she shouted back.

  • Karma.

“Then today I’ll be lucky.” she smiled, and there was something doomed in that smile.

She took his hand. Her fingers were hot. He let herself be led. They walked through the crowd, which parted and closed behind them like dark waters. The strobe lights caught a moment of her bare back, his broad shoulders, someone else's face in ecstasy.

tgk: cunnus

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