bashful encounters mean innocence? ( haein | madelyn )
( @batontouch )
that night was no different as to yesterdays, nor to the day before. usual people, usual sins; usual excuse, same drinks everything was just identical and repetitive that haein knew the events from the back of her hand. there was man beside her, the same man that held her last week, complimenting her thighs (when did they not notice them). the moment he settled a hand on them, however, haein stood and strutted off with a smile. her coworker questioned her actions but she merely answered with a “he’s boring me.” he indeed was; all men was starting to become dull to her. they all looked the same, they all wanted the same, they all tried the same. it was sickening.
however, the next person that tried was different. it was a girl! it wasn’t new but rare. she was cute too! haein couldn’t stop herself from chuckling at the sight of her. apparently, she’s a member of a band. sadly, haein hasn’t heard of it her whole stay in this bar. either way, she agreed to get out of the dark smokey bar, with her invite of course, and head back to madelyn’s (her name was cute too) apartment.
