7. Dawn.

**Stole my first kiss.**

The frosty winter air gnaws my skin when I exit the elevator and lobby of the hotel Mae lodged in. The street is already buzzy, with pedestrians trailing up and down the sidewalk while cars lines up in traffic. The sun is barely radiating from the sky which adds to the intense chill spreading through my body.

I take the sidewalk to my left and skitter down the road, at the intersection, I cross the road to the other side and begin making a beeline to the direction of the club where disaster rained upon all of us that gathered there.

While hitting down the road, I still harbor thoughts about the stranger from last night. The way his eyes dilated when he looked at me is suspicious. Though we shared a kiss, which I seriously wish I can get more, it was like he was trying to hide his surprise or disgust I don’t know.

I feel the conversation he incepted was just to buy time for something, I don’t know. I feel the conversation he initiated was forced. Like, he lite