I looked down at the champagne in my glass as I took a sip of it, the music was playing as a few danced and others talked. You had approached me and I looked at you up and down with a blunt and unassuming expression. what do you want? I’m not in the mood to be ‘swept off my feet’ by some seduction of any kind. i said as I looked away turning my back on you when the servant came by offering me some more champagne since I had finished mine
Comments
0No comments yet.