I didn't take any picture about that night. They told me it's not for fun, it's just socialize. It's also the worst experience ever. I seriously don't know what's actually going on. Someone looks really calm when I reached. I'm a bit unsteady and straight fall on someone's arm, then don't know why someone start to become..maybe.. excited after we get in. I don't know how I pass two hours inside, I totally have no idea why two hours pass so fast. Little fight happened between you and my friend, and I totally blur why are you so angry. She is my friend and just wanted to take me home. That little argue spoil my mood, and is the first time I saw your angry face. I didn't have fun at all. Cause too many PEOPLE upstairs, can't even move, can't even play well, and you block all my way. Don't let anyone touch me? I doubt that you know? You actually hurt my back. I only feel the little pain after my friends remind me the next morning. I still found some scratches on my hands.
Totally a mess night ever, I went there for my friend but can't even see them. So much argue, so much fight, so much truth and fake. Trouble happened. We lost, We called, We found each other, We fight, We argue, and We say GoodBye.
Girls are just way too mature than boys. Even two years.
ps: The smell of your perfume is all around my body, I still can smell it the next morning and it's like you're still beside me.
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