On impulse, I booked the earliest flight I could get to Bangkok after a hard week. He met me at the airport.
His hotel room was in a mess. It was obvious he was pretty fucked up.
For three days, I kept him
Company while he mulled over the break up. He finally cracked after a trip
to Funky Villa. He smashed his cheating ex's room and got into
a huge fight.
He beat the fuck out of that cheating fucker's boyfriend who chose to interfere. I'm glad I saved his ass. I don't want to see a talent go to waste. And that cheater is just not worth the time.
5 men couldn't stop him. But I managed to drag his ass out and we escaped in a cab.
Spoilt my manicure but saved his ass from possible jail time. :p
He bought me new manicure the day after. HAPPINESS MAX!
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