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“ you got me there, i’ll admit. ” chin raises as her chest remains just lightly apart from his partially exposed musculature. “ guilty as charged, i suppose. ” ⤸
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placement of her glasses atop her head pushed back a few loose strands. “ it’s enough to keep you on your toes, and spontaneous enough to keep you guessing. but, in the end, you like it. don’t deny it. ” further she ventured closer until her chest brushed against his, .c.
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“ huh .. well, guess pizza time it is then, isn’t it? ” lower end of the magazine set just above milky—esque mane, disheveled. there were no apparent signs of demonic ⤸
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﹙ inevitable silence follows as pointed stare lingers like he was broken . genuinely trying to figure out if the man before her was joking . it was imposible to tell . still , she was probably the closest to a demon he'd find
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