Dancer 5 (1/1)

“blablabla” = talkingblablabla= thinking Please enjoy****Youngmin’s POV* My heart was hurt when I said he’s worthless. I was liar. Big fat liar.--- *Youngmin’s POV* Drank it. Drank it again!No. No. No. It’s alright if you got drunk. “What’s wrong with you tonight?”  abartender asked.I glared at him, “It’s none of your business.”He chuckled, “Sorry. You can call me Key.” I nodded slowly before messing my hair. I pouted and played with my...milk?“Are you trying to get drunk by drinking a milk?” he laughed, “It’s good thing that our night club sells a milk, Little blonde.”I pouted more, “Don’t call me little, Key.” I sighed and put my head on the table. Life’s something while money’s everything. Money could give us power. Whatever. Stupid power. Stupid Money. Stupid Light! Stupid Y! Stupid Kwangmin! God, dammit! I was so fucking stupid!! Kwangmin was Angel!! How I could believe him now?!! But his tears made me felt weak!! Dammit! I needed to kick my stupid love for him!! “Arght!!! Fuck you Kwangmin!!” I slammed my hand on the table.Key looked at me, “Who is Kwangmin?”“Mine.”“Huh?”“My sex slave,” I walked away. “Where are you going?” He asked me again.“Go home to fuck him.”“Who?”Annoying!! I pointed my gun at me, “KWANGMIN of course!!”He chuckled, “Ne~ don’t be too rough~.”Aish! To be continue---natesea: *bows* thank you