LISA
"You look like shit."
"Because I am really shit." I sulk as I hopped on my bike and tightened the straps of my backpack on my shoulder before driving away from our house, followed by Seige.
Jennie's expression last night was really taunting me, I didn't even find my sleep and it kept me awake the whole night while staring at my ceiling and thinking of her— I'm not stroking my length and not about my wet dream. Oh please! My hands and feet are sprawled throughout my bed, occupying every space of it and the answer that I'm looking for was long forgotten. What makes me feel so stupid was her expression, I knew, that if anyone finds out that I have a d**k, they would be really surprised though it's not really that surprising because there are one point seven percent of the population
