Plastic taste wings.
1) The white sunshine was breaking down through the window.
อ่านบทความตามต้นฉบับ อ่านบทความเฉพาะข้อความstrange. It was the night, and I was sitting in a smoky club where the players gathered together to get back together before finishing one tournament and moving to the next game place. It was a sunny morning. It is snowing. Where is this place? And who is this? Someone hugging my back from behind, but the touch is unfamiliar. Of course I can not stay with anyone. Booth. I sit up and sit up and move my head by 1 degree, 1 degree, 1 degree each and hold me and check the face of the person who is sleeping. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa - !!!!!! I have become a monster.
Ed Ayaton Frost - !!!!!!!!!!!
My throat was thirsty, but I was astonished at the sight that had spread out before me. My upper body is 'I do not know' and I pinched the bed, but the breech is peeled off. Oh, my God! And the man who was laying next to him and sleeping and still sleeping yesterday was a man who did not hate me, no, no, You two slept together in your body? This is a lie! It's a fake !!!! Open the window and say 'It's not real - !!!!' I wanted to yell, but finding clothes is the first thing to do.
Rustle, rustle.
Every time I moved, a rumbling sound was heard, and the enemy who slept dead looked up at me. It was a mistake that it became more eye-catching because the kneeling of 'Kudang' kneeling to hide the body under the bed. I heard a noise coming over here and there, and I entered the mind control hard to stabilize my head in a panic state, but when I was on the floor, I had to sacrifice my body. Where the fuck do you get it when you bring it down quietly?
800 horsepower, a huge roar of up to 18,000 RPM, an average speed of 200 km / h and a maximum speed of up to 300 km per hour, is the ideal Formula One Pilot to control lightly, with the qualities, boldness, thorough egoism, Ed Ayaton Frost, a prince of circuit and a rising figure in F1, who has the ability to read tracks, intelligence, instincts, tenacity, thorough perfection, a thirst for new techniques, and a terrifying sense of machinery. Yeah, the nature of this guy was a drunken guy who was hugging him and hugging him. Unusual, unusual smuggling.
"Louise Shahidget -"
Louis, Saha, Ezzet, my name was right, but I do not - my appearance is an oriental world that does not match the smell of butter. Do you have an answer? The prince of the circuit was sure to be one of the three who knew Ed to the name of Ayaton or Frost who laughed loudly and listened to my name. As soon as I threw my clothes, I was all in a hurry and put on my clothes.
"Why"
Ed 's face is very cynical, as if he were to retaliate for saying that he was unlucky in front of everyone yesterday.
"Last night"
Oh, do you mean to say that again? I checked my dress again and I was ready to leave. I know everything European people do not like.
"I watched a strip show well"
Do it! What? Ed, who spoke leisurely, sat at the end of the bed and opened a cigarette. Stripshow! Striptease !!!!!? !! It was a panic, and I had noticed my face before I realized that I was over the neck and I was smirking with a smile on my face.
"I ... St ..."
It is not possible. I'm a great F1 pilot walking around like this. I do not have enough money, but I do not have any abnormal taste. I just talked to him and I could not get to the next one.
"Where do you remember?"
After a delicious cigarette, Ed barely touched his eyes and asked pleasure. I had to look really hard at it very lightly, but the curvature of the tails of the eyes was a small change, but it seemed so soft that I would have forgotten about the previous editions I wanted to make with rebar. It is the same thing that I had a bad luck with. It's a face that makes me nervous and irritating. For me it is.
"Drinking and heading to the table"
And then somebody pretended to be an unidentified guy, and I remembered that he handed it to me, but I do not think I need to explain everything there. The unidentified man who took me is Ed. In my concise reply, Ed shines his chin and shines his eyes. Hey, I hate you. You told me three times yesterday. Let 's answer quickly and let' s go to each other 's way. Ed woke up irritably at the sight of Ed, who seldom as much time as he would like without having to rearrange his answer. It 's like winning a lot and winning a lot.
"I tried to hand you over to your teammates, but they did not come back, so I brought them here."
Wait. So you did not do it outside. I feel like my heart is tight. I was crazy. Maybe even crazy now. Why am I listening to the story of Ed Ayant Frost? When I thought about it, I tried to turn around without listening, and Ed was blowing a word in my ear.
"Next time, do not drink too much before you do the strip show.
And the next one is 'KAHAHAHAHAHA -' A pleasant laugh. I would like to go back and grab my fingers and squeeze the squeeze out, but I took a sneeze and I turned around for a while and found myself hanging around. As if the outside world and Ed 's room were a different world. He pulled the door roughly as if he were going to block Ed from the outside world.
[Taan - !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]
I apologize for showing rudeness when it becomes more rational next time. If you go in now, it's like murder. pup. Let's see you next game. I'll kill you. The flesh was growing rapidly.
I quickly ran to my feet. As I climbed the stairs and walked through the narrow corridor, I opened the door and saw a club in the gloomy atmosphere with colorful lighting. When I saw some empty tables scattered around, I saw a lot of unpleasant people gathered in a deep corner of a specific corner.
"What have you done?"
They are sitting in the middle of the table at the table, but they are totally drunk and half-tasted. What are you doing?
Formula One is a lot of money and a lot of money. Ferrari, Mercedes, Benetton, Toyota, BMW, Alfa Romeo, McLaren and others will sponsor companies with funding. The company's racing team, which has a relatively strong funding capacity, has several pilots in the team. There are first class pilots, second class pilots, second class pilots. In the turbulent and yet sullen place, there were pilots such as the pilot of these teams, as well as a pilot who organized a team, as opposed to a pilot, who surrounded the Ed that became a sake.
"Well, we have a guest, so why do not we?"
What's up? What the hell! In my eyes, Derek poked Paul, holding his microphone with his fingers and starting to see society, but he has no explanation. Everyone seems happy, as opposed to me, who is puzzled. What happened during the Melbourne contest after avoiding the ghastly Ed gnomes would have been to win the trophy from the invincible Ed in exceptional circumstances.
I was not going to attend their backyard meeting today. By the way, I was phoning the group in the evening in the hotel room. "I have fun", "I'm going to sell Ed," and "I'm going to sell it." I was surprised and ran into a hooligan.
Ed, who is half-hearted, smiles at me. I just missed the screws. I touched Mr. Ed Ayaton who was very good because I thought it would be most obvious to ask him. Eddie, who smiled and closed his eyes once, frowned at my giggle and opened his eyes and was stupid.
"What's up?"
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