“What did you say in there?” I shot my eyes back open wide only to spot a guy standing beside me.
His red locks were wavy and they were up to his ears, brushed at both sides.
His cat-like greyish eyes were matching his fairly tan skin.
His prominent features may be the mole under his right eye.
He was standing with his hands relaxed in his pockets.
I roamed around my eyes to find myself in a different room.
I was lying on a bed. But this is not the hostel, right?
“Look, she’s up. Are you alright?” that guy asked in an irritated tone, placing his left hand on the bed.
Who’s this jerk?
I tried to get up but my back was hurting a lot.
“Hey, why are you trying to get up all of a sudden? You are hurt, have you forgotten that?” he shouted, glaring at me.
His behavior is just like Clinton’s. why’s he yel……
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