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Donuts and lies

Date = 19 April

Place = San Francisco (Inferno)

POV - Aria

“Mm, these are sooo frickin good,” Mel mumbles with a mouth full, wiping some sugar from her lips. I think she stuffed a whole year’s supply of donuts down her throat by now.

She takes another big bite and chew slowly, letting out some soft moans. I actually feel kind of nauseous for her part. But, she’s not wrong, I’ve had one of those donuts and it is absolutely divine. I wipe the counter where the previous customer spilled some of his beer. Luckily the club is not overly busy tonight, cause it’s the first time I’m running it solo. I’m actually surprised that Enrique trust me enough to let me do this … or maybe he just didn’t have a choice. I’m the only left.