This chapter is dedicated to Yami_Cha. Hi Yami, thanks for the golden ticket, hun. (´ε` )
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"Pretty shoes," Osvaldo muttered with a dreamy look, crouching down beside Ariana's feet.
And then,
"BLLAAACCH!!!"
He puked. Right there. All over Ariana's shiny, designer stilettos.
"AAAAARGHHH!" Ariana screamed, stumbling back like she'd stepped on fire. "What is wrong with you?!"
"Oops," Osvaldo said sweetly, covering his mouth with one hand and using the back of the other to wipe his lips. He looked up at her with the innocent eyes of a child who just ruined the living room carpet.
"You lunatic!" Ariana shrieked, her whole body trembling. "You disgusting beast!" Her words only made him laugh harder.
She clenched her jaw glaring at him, and then in a fit of rage, she kicked him so hard that he fell back with a laugh that sent chills down her spine.
"How dare you pour your mad waste at me?" Ariana picked up a vase.
But then… an idea immediately sparked.