Struck of Luck

"We're over!" a woman wearing a luxurious champagne cocktail dress taking long strides to her expensive car with a gloomy face.

Behind her a flashy young man chased after pleading her to stay which he ignores "Lilly, please listen to me, this is not like what you think!" the young man begged though the lipstick smudged on his lips betrayed him

"So it's not your tongue inside that woman's mouth!" The young woman's screamed in frustration as she glared at the young man but the young man suddenly grabbed the woman's wrist.

"Let me go Ran!" she jerked her hand away from the man's grip roughly.

Their bickering caught the attention of the passersby around them but most of them only give quick glances while a few of them giggled while picking up their phones to record it like it was some kind of show.