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A full house of bullshit right here. Aiden couldn't decide whether he should be grateful or not.
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In blitheness and virtue, he moves in seamless accord with the chorus of the crowd.
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Unless someone has better comparison of course, this is his.
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for me you were the best partner i couldβve asked for.
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he kisses you, and you walk away with the shape of his lips etched onto yours, every bump and wrinkle superimposed onto your own skin. you lick your lips and it feels like licking his.
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That's a normal thing he does on a daily basis.
... going to keep his distance.
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speaks. "Online. But tell meβwhat is it you want in return?β
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The business card is done so digitally, but the look of skepticism on her hasnβt left from him, the very moment she decided to ever make herself known. His grudge still festers from the day he was left dangling upside down, and suspicion coils in his voice as he
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offline, she means the one on posters, βcourse οΉ or the business card.
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ethereal esoteric evil
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through his page and drags his finger down a section to take note of. He tapped a knuckle lightly against the table, a subtle gesture to take her attention, before adding with an amused glint, βI donβt see why not. That seat across be will remain yours.β
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such as you decides to lend me even a fraction of their time? I might as well be basking beneath a spotlight.β The jest slipped easily from his lips, though his tone mellowed with a note of sincerity. βBut jest asideβthank you. All the best to yours.β He nods his head, flipping
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Aidenβs grin curved wider, a gleam of playfulness dancing in his gaze as though he found some delight in her words, arms folding in a posture of casual repose, but there was no mistaking the warmth that emanated from him (or was it danger?). βHow could I not be, when someone
countenance figures intoββ before returning her gaze back to her workspace . βalso , if you're comfortable , that is.β
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do if she suggested it? No harm done. Let it stay that way. βAre you a genie in a lamp now, must be some privilege in your hands there, use the rest of the wishes for yourself too, Vic.β
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Stygian gaze could only bore some more into her gaze, but the subtle glint is evident from the way he has implanted a fleeting peck into her palm. Lulling in agreement, humming in response, not much to comment further, annually it isnβt much to celebrate, but what else is he to
β .βοΈ έΛ "to more wishes, aiden. I'll use my one wish so you can make a hundred more. a hundred more birthdays for you." a scrunch of her nose with her gentle hands cup his cheeks. warm moment seeping through the fingertips that held him from the bottom of her heart. there
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offering his portion. βYouβve got good taste,β he remarks at last, eyes lifting to meet the otherβs as the clink of glasses breaks the silence. βIβll admitβ¦ I like it a lot.β
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Thumb brushing over the fine details, giddy inside. By the time footsteps approach again, heβs already leaning back against the counter, glassy hues lingering towards the bottle and then the empty glasses to fill. Him doing the honors of pouring into Seoβs and then his own,
it seems that he likes it quite a lot .. he is relieved.
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At the end of the day, it is still cake. Allergic to it?
they got her order wrong.
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