Princess and What had been chatting online for weeks, bonding over their shared love of true crime podcasts and dark humor.
Tonight you are. But a year after now, youre my beach girl, ready to serve
Over there is a good uni we have
You're still What it's your own fault
They had finally decided to meet in person, and Princess had suggested a quaint coffee shop in the trendy part of town. What had agreed, feeling a sense of excitement and nervousness as she got ready for their meeting.
Whyyy? Thats where all drama happens
Why is anyone shopping today
Shhh Nicky telling us a story
For context, what is me love
Did no one tell you the plan
SHH WE ARE LISTENING TO THE STORY
As they sat down at a small table by the window, Princess couldn't help but notice how beautiful What looked in person. Her online photos didn't do her justice, and Princess felt a pang of attraction that she quickly pushed aside.
They chatted effortlessly, laughing and joking like they had known each other for years.
As they chatted and laughed together, Princess got up to grab a packet of sugar from the counter. As she walked back to their table, she casually reached out to grab the sugar container, her hand brushing against What's cup in the process.
In a swift and subtle motion, she dropped a few drops of the clear liquid from the small bottle hidden in her palm into What's drink.
Thank you for making me beautiful nickyy
Les mer...
