Xenia and Genevieve stopped mid walk as they approached their usual bar during the warm sunny summer evening, dressed in their usual attire. Both slim but tall young men enjoyed the looks they received from confused men and women as their makeup, wigs, and clothes often left people wondering if they were a man or woman. While heading to the bar they spotted something on the ground, thinking it was merely a bug Xenia was more than happy to step on it before Genevieve stopped him just as he was about to land his knee-high latex black boot on top of it.
"Why you stopping me, let me crush the fucker," Xenia snapped with his soft but very east-London accent echoed through the narrow alleyway.
"Why you stopping me, let me crush the fucker," Xenia snapped with his soft but very east-London accent echoed through the narrow alleyway.