It's not my first time to go to the club, but it's my first time to see him.
He is very handsome. . . But he's in a state like a dying man.
I was drunk, but I was sure my consciousness was complete.
I helped him, but he whispered. . .
"Let me lay eggs."
Wow. . . They're laying eggs! ,

My Boyfirend Is An Alien

Keithwalkedbacktotheapartmentwithmeonhisback.Ashesaid,evenifthetaxipassedby,hewouldn'tletmecall.HejustsaidtoprovehowmuchIlovedme,soIfollowed.LetotherslookcuriouslyatwhatIdid,Iwaswrappedincurtains,andahugemanwalkedinthestreet.


Fortunately,ithappenedatnight,andIwasstillabletohidemyfacebypluggingKeith'schestplatesothatothersdidn'tknowwhoIwas,butonlyKeith'sfacewasintheeyesoftheworld,butseriously.EvenifpeopleseemeandKeith'sface,theydon'tknowwhoKeithandIare.Allthepeoplewholookatusarestrangers.IfanyonerememberswhoIam,Iwillsolvethisproblembyfleeingbacktothiscountry.


Iwasreallyangrybecauseithadstartedsinging,andIhadtopayforitstenacity,whichtookmefortensofkilometers,sothatIknewhowtoughitwas.AsfortheJustinBiebersong,Ididn'tknowuntilIwentbacktomyroomthatKeithhearditfromateamoffansandheoftenplayeditduringstudiobreaks,soIcouldrememberthelyrics,evenifIturneditononmyphoneandpluggedinheadphones.Butwithgoodsenses,Keithheardclearly.


Yousee,Itoldyouhesingswellbecauseofhistalent.


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