House Of Despair

Chapter 4

She turned around slowly biting her lower lip. She wore a snug Tokyo Hotel shirt that showed off her flat stomach and her jeans fit her pear shape perfectly. "Wow, you’re gorgeous," I blurted.
"Excuse me?" She looked up startled.
"Umm.... sorry it's just...,"I looked down at the guy lying half dead on the ground.
"We should do something about him."
She shrugged, “Give him 15 minutes and he'll be okay."
“So you just leave him?"
"Usually."
I looked up at her in disbelief," You've done this before?"
“I think I've said too much," She looked down at her watch, “Ah Shit! I'm late."
"Late for?" She either ignored me or couldn't hear me. She turned and ran back into the direction of the party.
“Wait, what’s your name?" She was long gone then. I sighed grabbed the guy lifted him up and started the walk back.
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it's really short