Literature
Sugar, Please Take Me Home
Sugar, Please Take Me Home
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Peter Wentz, aged twenty-three, sighed heavily as he walked into the nearby Best Buy. Hed just got off of his second day at his job at Dannys Car Dealership, and he was in no mood to mess around. Hed forgotten how asshole-ish people could be.
Pete was slim and tan, with dark brown bangs that were chin-length. His brown eyes were only slightly rimmed in eyeliner, not an insane amount like usual. His body was fitted with a white tucked-in dress shirt, with black slacks, a matching tie, and black dress shoes. He didnt want to be seen in these neat, dress-up clothes, which were very much u