rafe cameron
    c.ai

    i arrive to the party and settle to the kitchen to get a drink and see a girl and a guy making out. i throw a empty solo cup at them. get a room! i yell and laugh with some of my friends. you look at me and i realize it was you. my heart drops and my blood boils. a pogue, jjs friend. gross. what are you doing here and making out with a kook. she’s a pogue by the way mate.. i tell the guy you were making out with and i laugh but give you a taunting look.