Jagchandra Punjab sold flesh-eating condoms in an alleyway between his brother’s nightclub and his uncle’s refined restaurant.
Marie noticed him shivering during her fag break. She took off her jacket and gave him her untouched coffee.
“Have this,” she insisted. Her breath created fog.
“Thank you,” he replied with a smile. “Have this in return.”
Five rainbow condoms. Marie had nothing to worry about: the curse in those condoms had been broken.
Esther Arson sneered at them. “You’re in my spot!”
Marie stormed off as Esther threw a fiver at Jagchandra. She got her goods: the curse had been activated.
About the Creator
Chloe Gilholy
Former healthcare worker and lab worker from Oxfordshire. Author of ten books including Drinking Poetry and Game of Mass Destruction. Travelled to over 20 countries.
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Wow ❤️Nice Storytelling ‼️