CHAMPAGNE KISSES
Danny
“Mate, stop touching it, you’re going to make it wonky,” I said, smacking Charlie’s hand away from his tie for what felt like the fiftieth fucking time that afternoon. And it wasn’t even two o’clock.
Danny
“Mate, stop touching it, you’re going to make it wonky,” I said, smacking Charlie’s hand away from his tie for what felt like the fiftieth fucking time that afternoon. And it wasn’t even two o’clock.