Copthorne hotel

Welcome to our hotel, mam. Can I get the table near the window? Asked Keira, sure, madam. Taking the menu, she perused and settled on Chicken Parmigiana. Her dad used to prepare for her and her brothers every Friday. Get me Chicken Parmigiana, please, and one glass of white wine. She enjoyed her meal without shedding tears at all. She ate all and gave Kelvin's card to pay for the meal. She knew kelvin used to track how she spent his money, and he had revoked all her cards except this she took from his drawer. The obedient me is over, and I wanna be a bitch to him for the first time. She did not wait for the card but left.

A few minutes' kelvins arrived at the hotel and went to where she was seated. He took a note from the napkin, excellent game, but I saw the gloominess you used to have before in our eyes though you seemed happy. Remember to take your card. I had to treat myself to my favourite dish. I am delighted that I met you and wish you the very best in your life… ex-wife K. He picked up his card and threw the paper away.

Hello Duke, where are you, people? Hey bro, we are at Tollgate. See you in a minute. Damn, you are here. We are having a challenge. Monica and the rest are here. The dance floor was packed, and the players were enjoying themselves. Others were playing pool while Duke waited for Kelvin at the corner. He knew he had problems.

What's up, dude. We divorced Keira. Ooh. Congratulations, you have grown up and thought of her as a human being. You are twenty-four and famous. Whore around now. Thanks for picking her side. You know you have been using her and never introduced her as your wife to the media. Even when you were receiving the medal for the best player, you came with Monica, the whore. I love you, buddy, but you have left a jewel for a stone.

Duke does not remember how many drinks his best friend had taken coz he looked super drunk. The number of cigars was uncountable.