they almost rob me

The other day I was at a party, a good atmosphere, nice girls a good place, suddenly I get a message from a friend who says miguel come to look for me at my house and I tell viskel we are going to look for him and he says dale.
We went out, we go walking we walked like 4 streets and we got a friend who took us in his car.
We arrived and we looked for him dressed and we went down, he lives in a seventh floor.
We go down the street and all alone only totally dark, when we were 1 block away, we see that don guys approach on a motorbike with the face of criminals, they pass us by one side and they see us and go back to where we are, I started to sweat cold because I had the phone and my watch and that is a lie that recovers the good material if it can be recovered in another country but not in Venezuela.
If it's not for the people who were outside the party they steal us: c
What luck, not haha
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