Description of me: 5ft2,pale with curly ginger hair. About 60kg/10st, with bluey green eyes – yeah strange colour… Note, I’m not very confident with my writing, it’s something I’m trying to work on.
I picked out a small black dress, with the hem of the dress ending just before my knees. I wear the small sliver necklace James gave me. My small boobs propped with a dark purple push up bra, the colour matching my thong. Tonight is the night, I show my ex what he’s missing. I know where he will be, he’s going to miss me.
My friends pick me up, and we pre drink before getting to the club. We joke and make fun of boys, but none of us seem interested in pulling tonight, apart from me. By the time we get inside, we’re wasted, and I lock eyes with James, my ex. He’s buying my a drink, I lean on the bar, smirking as his eyes gaze at my chest. After small talk, we head to the dancefloor. I know my plan is working, as everyone seems to glance at me. A few guys make their move, and they’re quickly shot down in flames. James tries his luck.