It's been so long since I carried them, I subconsciously thought they were candy, and the packaging really looked like candy.
Can I explain that this candy was intentionally made to look like a round rubber ring?
Would he believe it?
Obviously not.
Before I could react.
Lucas Barnes had already hidden it.
But the whole process was displayed on the big screen, so everyone saw it.
The place went wild.
The crowd burst into laughter.
Lucas Barnes's cheeks turned red.
Looking at his face, I felt an inexplicable urge to pin him down…
"You…"
I bit my lip and decided to go all in: "That's exactly what I mean. Can you handle it!?"
He gritted his teeth and whispered, "What are you talking about in broad daylight!"
Lucas Barnes's ears and neck flushed a deep red, giving me a sense of accomplishment, having teased him.
"Oh? Can't handle it? Then I'll leave."
Throwing that line, I immediately left and headed backstage.
I touched the remaining condoms in my pocket and clicked my tongue; the real me was exposed.
As soon as I got backstage, I saw Olivia Walker, the female lead of this story.
She looked at me with tearful eyes, full of grievance.
She and Lucas Barnes were on the verge of becoming a couple, just a step away from confessing their feelings.
I intruded on their territory, so it's only natural she sees me as a threat.
I was about to walk over when Lucas Barnes got to her first.
"Olivia, let me explain..."
I rolled my eyes, seriously, is her next line going to be, "I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it"?
Can we skip the unnecessary drama?
Olivia: "I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it!"
I sighed, looks like I have to handle this myself.
"First of all, I was forced on stage. Second, I thought it was candy. And lastly, I'm not interested in him."
Olivia wiped her tears and looked at me seriously, "Really?"
I nodded, "You heard him just now, he's not up for it."
Lucas Barnes was furious, "Kelly Drew, what are you saying!"
Oh my, I almost forgot that people here talk in such roundabout ways.
"Sorry, sorry, my bad!"
Night.
I heard a rumor that there's a bar in the suburbs, unusually open.
That night, I drove straight there.
As soon as I entered the bar, I felt at home.
The total fabric on everyone there wasn't even as much as a single piece of my clothing.
I took off my jacket and plunged into the crowd, grabbing here, touching there.
Is this a bar?
This is heaven!