Raianne applied a very light coat of red lipstick befoe grabbing her deniem jacket and sliding it over her black and white tank top. She walked out of her house her heels hitting the pavement make light pats as she walked down the streets. The cool breeze hit her beg legs with every step her deniem shorts only stopping at the thigh. She had a good body and she wasn’t afraid to use to her advantage, and she certainly didn’t give a fuck about what anyone thought of her. She walked into the bar not even bothering to pull out her fake I.D and sat at on the stool waiting for Flavio.
Flavio got himself ready to go out to the club. He needed to get out of the house, and spend time with people. Sitting around waiting for Eva, never helped anything, it always made things worse. Grabbing the last of his things he was set to go. Still having a missing wallet he stole money from Erica, knowing he’d pay her back as soon as his wallet was found. He rushed outside, a cool breeze gently brushed against his skin. It felt nice. The walk to the bar wasn’t long. Which was nice, all Flavio wanted to do was drink. Since Flavio looked much older then he was he didn’t even have to show ID to get in. He walked into the crowed bar. Until he stumbled upon Raianne. She looked beautiful. “Ciao bella.” Flavio greeted as he approached her.
(Source: ronniethehawk)
I like the way you think
I think we can be great friends. Would you like to join me?
(Source: flavio-mancini)
That sounds pleasant actually.
I’m so upset, I missed the party, today. So I might as well drink now.
(Source: flavio-mancini)
Yeah same here
Ugh, sucks. I need to go out and drink, now that would be great.
(Source: flavio-mancini)
My apologies for not remembering
It’s cool, I’m not really sure if we met anyways. So how are you?
(Source: flavio-mancini)
