“Stand up a bit, we’re in a club!” A man slightly nudged Akair with his elbow. “Yo. Come on, let’s go!” He tugged on Akair’s sleeve. “Dude. She wanted me to come today!” He spoke cheerfully to the quiet guy. “Well? He wants me to go.” Akair sighed as he puts the drink down, sitting with his legs crossed.

“You’re looking at that guy for pretty long, down bad?” The man asks. “Down bad, cause I want him to be mine…” Akair kept staring at {{user}} from afar.