Metamorphose Flavor (My Glyn)

Metamorphose Flavor (My Glyn)
Wrong Target



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The king of noon crawled quickly to the limit of the horizon. The blue sky was swept away by a flock of orange sheep-shaped clouds. His tracks dragged a tinge of chime with the thick golden ink from the reflection of the king of noon.


The afternoon presents a special vista that never escapes the admiration of every human being. Ending a journey from the complexity of an always amazing day.


A two-wheeled vehicle, seen driving in the middle of a crowded street. Slipping between other vehicles. Stop a few times at the intersection, when a red street light is highlighted at some point.


When stopped at the last junction, the driver idly removed the mask that slightly disturbed the rate of breathing, leaving black glasses perched on his nose. For a moment he unwinded through a slightly heavy breath.


Feeling a little sultry, he then took off the helmet for a while and restored his hair so cool. After feeling a little cool, he returned to wearing a helmet and prepared to run the bike again.



"Bue …."


The name comes from the sexy lips of a beautiful girl, who was sitting behind the wheel of a luxury car.


The car is parked right next to the motorbike whose driver turns out to be Kenn. From behind the dark car glass, the girl inside kept watching Kenn's movements. A meaningful smile, imprinted on her beautiful face that was dominated by malice.


The traffic lights turned green. Kenn quickly put his bike back on. But not yet at home, the sound of a loud enough impact from behind seized his attention to stop. Coincidentally, Kenn passed through a quiet lane that was a little quiet.


He saw two cars stopped there because they collided with each other. There was a man whose car was hit by a car behind him, getting out and getting angry while banging on the door of the perpetrator's car.


"out! Out right?"


A beautiful girl came out from there in a slow motion and stumbled, as well as a disheveled look.


"Sorry, Bang. Not intentionally," he said with a heavy and hoarse tone.


"Can you drive anyway? If you can't drive, learn the right thing first. Here, loy. My car was scuffed. It must be his responsibility."


"Don't make it hard, Bang. I'm sorry, not intentionally."


"I don't need an apology, which I need your responsibility for."


The girl peeked a little, looking at the condition of the car ahead there.


"Oh, that's not so bad, Bang. That time doang ask for compensation." The girl doesn't seem to be poking.


"Whatdidyou say? Not bad? Here." The man pulled the girl's hand. "This …."


"Sorry, Dude. What's up here? Can you, don't you be rude, too?"


Kenn suddenly came and stopped the man.


"You don't interfere. Here, this is my car chafed because of this chick. Can't drive, so smart speeding."


"Yes I unintentionally, I'm sorry, too, and I'm angry. It's not bad at all." The girl grumbled.


"You are severe or not, little blisters or a lot, you still have to take responsibility." The man is insistent.


"I don't have a wallet. What if I pay for a kiss?"


Kenn was surprised to hear that, reflexively turning his head in disbelief at the girl. His slight smell caught the smell of alcohol emanating from the girl's breath.


Pantesan drunk. Ck, it's so easy to find yourself.


"Here you go, the car was taken to my workshop. Let me fix it."


Kenn mediates a debate between the perpetrator and the victim. He gave the address of his workshop, and immediately turned around to leave.


"Nurus …."


The girl fell. Kenn turned around again and saw that the man had rushed into his car.


"Dude, hold on."


Kenn called the man first. He did not help the girl.


"Because I will be responsible for the damage to your car, your part is responsible for him. Sorry, I'm just helping with the repairs. Him, you take care of. Please deliver, don't leave."


After that Kenn immediately left without turning around again. Leaving the two people who had earlier clashed were in a dim condition.


"Ih, what the hell? Don't hold it. Look out, I can do it myself."


The girl brushed off the hand of the man who was about to help her stand up.


"Acting Lo is good, unfortunately wrong target."


The man nodded and made the girl even more upset. He rushed into the car and let out his frustration inside.


"Aaarrrrrggghhhh, motherfucker! How could he take care of that ugly car more than me? Less beautiful what am I? Is it still less sexy?" The girl hit the wheel in annoyance.


"Reen, who the hell is he? Okay, too, I guess. Cute, very polite again. Types of good boy. You know the guy?"


The man approached the girl's car, leaning there as his gaze looked at Kenn who was away on his motorcycle.


"Name Kenn. Husband of one of the most wannted on campus. The more beautiful the day," said the girl.


How are you, Jenn? Long time no ngusik life Lo ….


The corner of the girl's lips lifted perfectly illustrates the cynical aura.


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