Thompson loved late night parties, karaoke bars, carnivals, any social gathering at all. As long as there was a handful of people, enough drinks to last them the night, you'd find him there.
He took his studies with levity, not considering the efforts his parents contributed just to see the actualization of his success.
As usual, in a club, whiling away time on bottle of drinks in a very popular club on campus, a lady caught the eye of Thompson.
Drinking habits were not the only bad habits Thompson exhibited, he was also a womanizer.
She was at the bar drinking, then she stood, from the look of things, she wanted to use the restroom. Yes! His guess was right. She was heading for the female restroom, and Thompson followed her.
"This is the ladies', you're not supposed to be here". She said.
"My name is Thompson, and I like you". He said ignoring her question.
"A supposed gentleman would not behave as barbaric as you just behaved". She said sternly.
"I love your makeup". He said still ignoring her statement.
"I'd be glad if you get out of my way, I want to leave!" She said heading for the door.
He obstructed her path and grabbed her violently.
"Let go of me, bast3rd, I'd make sure you regret this". She said courageously.
He ignored her trying to have his way on her. To a fault, she gave herself freely.
"My name is Ella". She said, dressing properly after an hour of a hot tournament.
"Beautiful, but I don't need it". He retorted, buckling his belt.
That was the first and last time he saw her that night.
The next day, after six bottles of beer, Thompson wanted to urinate, as he unzipped his jean trouser, his p3nis dropped into the water closet.
"Pom!" It sounded as the toilet water swallowed it up.
In shock, his mouth went agape. Then biting pains emanated between his thighs. It was like a razor blade was used to draw a line where his dethroned p3nis sat. Bl??d flowed out as though he experienced menstrual period.
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