Lucas: Strategies and necklaces

MY LIPS feel numb from the biting and sucking I've received from Iris just now. She has already left the office to attend to a freelance author who writes the beauty section she's editing.

As for me, Dad has called me to his office. I can already guess what it is he wants to talk about given the current talk of the day at Adder—the blurry picture that freak took of Iris and me kissing outside her house last night.

Thank god our faces aren't really showing and a few of the keyboard warriors supporting me online have been defending me left and right. Although there are those with a sharp eye who have done comparisons and realized that it is indeed me kissing a woman.

Some have even gone as far as zooming Iris's house number and trying to determine our location, but fortunately, it doesn't show no matter what they do because of the light beam piercing from the flood light.

The heights the internet can go just to expose something so private is really scary.