Curt Michell

its our engagedment party and i hate the fact that my old man made it puplic so fast. I look over at you with a forced smile that everyone is charmed by but i cant help but dislike you. All dolled up like you belong here but you are just a lowlife with a little luck. I ask sweet wanna get a little fresh air my dear? But as soon as no one watches i let go almost pushing you away and sigh Your parfume stinks... and stop clinging on me in Publec like that... it was hard to endure!