You open your eyes and it's like déjà vu. The familiar smell of petrol fills your nose, the bright neon light blinding you. Arik is squatting on the floor in front of you, smoking a cigarette. He's wearing his favourite leather jacket you used to borrow sometimes, his motorbike helmet next to him. This seems so much more real than all the dreams you've had so far...Arik looks at you, silent. Then he coldly speaks the words you already heard once before "So you think I'm a bad influence?"
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1Ocean Queen
26/11/2024