She asks to use my phone so she can call home
"It's expensive," I state dryly putting on my sleek grey business suit
"You're always on it," she rebuffs folding her arms across her chest petulantly
Rolling my eyes, I hand her the phone
"They do know you're here right?" I ask raising my eyebrow
She nods her head meekly before walking out into the balcony
Her silky night gown slips off her shoulders onto the floor in a pink puddle
Delicately, she lies down on the sun lounger in her bright yellow bikini
Just as I'm about to leave she comes into the room
Her face distraught and painted with anguish
Unconsciously I stretch out my arms and she runs into them
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L O L I T A ' S National Anthem (COMPLETED ✔️)
Short StoryLolita - noun ❝ A sexually precocious young girl ❞ National Anthem - noun ❝ A rousing or uplifting song identified with a particular group, body, or cause❞ Because there's nothing more dangerous, thrilling and heart wrenching than being a narcissist...
