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[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=krhh4Jmiru8][i]Without you, I'm not doing well, it's not going bad either
Whatever happens, I will not call you
I already took off, you will never love me
To not think about you I have to smoke.[/i][/url]
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[color=lightgray][indent][indent][i][color=8D74AD]"I never pegged you to be one for fruity flavors… Never pegged you neither."[/color][/i]

The familiar voice took Santiago by surprise. He would have thought that his face would have been enough to ward anyone and everyone away, but he was clearly mistaken. Frowning, he turned to look at the curly-haired figure of Penelope Richards.

[color=D11717] “Hey Penny,”[/color] Diablo said simply, offering the girl a closed-lipped smile as he tried to soften up his expression. After all, it wasn’t Penny’s fault that his night was going to shit. [color=D11717]“Yeah, I really dig the taste of strawberry. Best fucking flavor in the world.”[/color] he added, purposely choosing to ignore her comment about pegging ([i]that[/i] was a thought so scary he had no intention of even entertaining). Just then, Santiago realized that the reason he was into that particular berry flavor is because it reminded him of the taste of April’s lip gloss.

Fucking [i]great[/i]. Now he couldn’t even smoke her away from his memory. The damn woman was [i]everywhere[/i], and he was sure it was driving him crazy.

[color=8D74AD][b] "You're a hard man to find Diablo. Wanna have a sit?"[/b][/color]

The young man had opened his mouth to respond to Penelope when the most annoying sound in the universe was heard across the parking lot. Eyebrow raised, his eyes fell down on the culprit of the shrill noise: tiny Mara Lubisch, brows narrowed in anger and arms crossed in front of her.

[i][color=FFB6C1]“Hey! Asshole. How about the next time you try to pull that kind of stunt you buy me dinner first? Because that shit was not kosher. I have no idea what was going on in that idiot brain of yours, but not all of us are drug-addled losers who want to flunk out of school, got it?”[/color][/i]

Santiago was stunned into silence for a few seconds, a disbelieving look on his handsome face that was eventually replaced by a resigned scoff. How was [i]he[/i] the bad guy when the girl had kept him waiting for the better part of fifteen minutes, without a single sign that she would even be attending the event? Hell, she hadn’t even so much as looked his way after the day of the pairings! And now she was making a scene in front of everyone as if she was his girlfriend or something of the sort?! [i]Fuck that[/i]. He was fucking done with being blamed for the trials and tribulations of all the women in King’s Academy.

[color=D11717]“You know what? Let’s get something straight, Lubisch: if your snarky little ass would have been ready on time, you would have gotten a ride with me and we wouldn’t be having this conversation,”[/color] Diablo spat, rising to his full height, towering over Mara while his body emitted a wave of frustration. [color=D11717]“I’m not in the mood for your bullshit right now, so you either get over yourself and we can try to have a good time or get lost. [i]Entendiste[/i]?”[/color][/indent][/indent][/color]