THE WRONG INTUITION OF TREKKING FROM ROMANIA TO NEW YORK.
Why reject it if it has been brought to you on a silver plate?
"You are a little child." Was his later response.
"I am of age."
"Barely..." he then chuckles and turns around such that he was right on top of her. "Little child." He repeated.
Phantasy had decided to pull off her garter and show him that a little child wouldnt look this matured when someone began to tap her.
"Hello...Phantasy. Cant believe she slept all through." Saraphine complains.
Phantasy opened her eyes to Saraphines glaring and red face. She had taken herself through the road of remembrance of when she first met Alexander. So she simply thought she was naturally remembering it. Who would have thought that she was actaully dreaming about all that had happened that night.
"The plane landed already."
"And you didnt move a bit." Saraphine adds.