"troye sivan, you've been served." the man in a black coat says, handing me a folder.
i clench my jaw, taking it.
"all i did was spill a coffee on the bloke, it's not like i fucked his mother in hindsight."
"troye sivan, you've been served." the man in a black coat says, handing me a folder.
i clench my jaw, taking it.
"all i did was spill a coffee on the bloke, it's not like i fucked his mother in hindsight."
Bending down my fingers take ahold of the shinny warm quarter, I kissed it and spun around in a quick circle before knocking into something and falling.
"Oh, I'm sorry it was a accident"
The sun wa...