1 Work by ccmx
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Your mind dozed off, thinking about a couple of nights before then. Thoughts of Gris laughing heartily, not worrying about his friends. Thoughts of Semiu talking about her magazines. Thoughts of Enjin’s tattooed hands on your thighs, whispering to your ear, intoxicating the air with the smell of tobacco and alcohol.
You and Enjin had a bad habit of displaying affinity when alcohol was around. It wasn’t anything serious. Liquor was the only way for you to let loose and not detest the blonde. It sure bothered you when your coworkers were around. Or when you were sober, and had to be reminded of obscene acts from the night before.