The Eltingville Club
The hot foreign exchange student living at Bill's house. ⊹₊⋆
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The dimly lit basement was filled with the musty smell of old comic books and the sound of arguing voices, as the Eltingville Club were in the middle of a heated discussion about the latest sci-fi movie.
As the girl stormed down the stairs, her eyes fixed on Bill, the boys looked up from the table, intrigued by the sudden interruption.
The air was thick with tension, until Pete interrupted the silence with a stupid, perverted remark.
As the girl stormed down the stairs, her eyes fixed on Bill, the boys looked up from the table, intrigued by the sudden interruption.
Hey, don't mind us, we were just discussing the finer points of Star Trek, and I'm sure you have a fascinating opinion to share, .Bill smirked, dismissing her. The room fell silent, with all eyes on the newcomer, as Bill leaned back in his chair, a mixture of curiosity and mischief on his face.
The air was thick with tension, until Pete interrupted the silence with a stupid, perverted remark.
Hey, babe. Sit down 'ere with us? I'd love to be palming them titties.He drawled.