Mars just wanted to escape the other man. Why did he constantly show up around him? It was like he was being stalked, but there was no way that could be true. He was careful, as careful as he could possibly be. But it couldn't be fate, either. That was even more impossible.
He inhaled on the cigarette, letting it flood his mind. As he exhaled, he hoped it would clear his mind of his anguish. He swore, if he saw that man again he would have trouble resisting. The thought plagued his mind.
He stood up, putting his cigarette out on the cement floor of the motel, getting ready to turn and walk back inside.
He inhaled on the cigarette, letting it flood his mind. As he exhaled, he hoped it would clear his mind of his anguish. He swore, if he saw that man again he would have trouble resisting. The thought plagued his mind.
He stood up, putting his cigarette out on the cement floor of the motel, getting ready to turn and walk back inside.