Novel & Cerita Camp Cupid

“Why? Is that some big secret?” Not really,” Cupid replied. I could tell she was smiling, even though I couldn’t see her face. She was the sort of woman that seemed like she loved her job. “It’s evident that you’ve recently stumbled upon this information. We suspect it came from your interaction with your mother-in-law.” Admitting my curiosity, I pressed on, “Is that how Snuggle works? Can someone who’s already on the app invite another person?” Cupid nodded in confirmation. “Yes, that’s correct. Someone who is already a member of the app can extend an invitation to another person.”

I replied mouthing to Paul asking him who this was but he was just grinning like an idiot. "How are you dear?" the girl asked. "I’m fine" I replied. "Welcome to FUTA" the girl said as I rolled my eye balls. "Thank you" I said. "Ohh sorry, my name is Florence. I’m a student of QSV, 400 level" the girl introduced. "Whoa! That's nice" I replied with a smile. "You are in what hostel?" Florence asked. "The new one with no name" I replied as she burst into laughter. Her laughter sounded like she was singing.

Looking at the elegantly dressed woman in revealing clothes before me, I felt dazed. After several years, Lindsey was still stunning, but... I stared at her in the backseat, lost in thought. Was she really my "delivery" today? "Drive. What are you staring at?" Lindsey frowned, her voice ice-cold. That snapped me back to reality. I looked away and started the car. Though I appeared calm on the surface, my mind was in turmoil. I'd started this courier business three months ago. Instead of packages, I delivered beautiful women - or maybe they were packages, in a way. Living, breathing, beautiful packages.

Bob informed me. “You too, Zyah.” Zyah nodded. “Yes, sir.” Something is odd today. She looks pale and it's more like she is forcing her smile. What is happening to this woman? Is something bothering her? The program “Cupid’s Arrow” started. It is the group of people who are sending messages, specifically, written messages and other gifts, to someone but the sender doesn’t dare to give their gifts personally. The “Cupid’s Arrow” team will make a way for them.

Now I was in a pretty dark place, behind the stage "Now smile and walk gracefully to the middle of the stage!" I wasn't smiling and I wasn't walking gracefully. I dragged myself to the middle of the stage and saw a bunch of men with tux screaming and whistling. "This is one of the best girl we got today gentlemen!" Said the men. "Her name is Bambi Sivan. She is only 17 years old and... the best thing about her is that she is still a virgin!!! She is the first virgin that we got here in the past 5 months." That guy yelled and people started screaming their prices.

Looking at my surrounding, l was in the cafeteria and how the hell did l even reach there, and to my left Chris wasn't there his usual seat. Oh my God he's rethinking his decision ,why is this happening to me. "You thinking of the NFL draft ain't you." El asks "Aren't you." I ask trying to shift attention. "I am ,l mean we are besties, they besties and they be drafted in the NFL damn imagine how we would rock them red bottoms with their jersey numbers going to the VIP damn we would look hella sexy." El finishes her rant she definitely doesn't understand from my side of the club but l do smile at her imaginative description.