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𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐛, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐭
𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥 𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐝𝐮𝐛𝐬, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐭
𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈'𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐰, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐭
𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐭
𝐒𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐳, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐭
𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐮𝐳, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐫
𝐭𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭, 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫
𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐭
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"Shanti you gotta go." I grunted while seeing what time it was as she laid on my chest.
She smacked her lips before sitting up slowly and looking over at me as she held the sheets over her bare chest, "Here you go kicking me out again."
"And here you go being dramatic and shit, I got stuff to do today I gotta get ready." I said while turning my attention back to my phone.
"No you just have some bitch you want to go see." she mumbled before getting out of the bed and wrapping the sheet around her.
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Fanfiction𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯 cau·tion | \ ˈkȯ-shən \ 1. alertness and prudence in a hazardous situation; care; wariness: 2. a warning against danger or evil; anything serving as a warning: 𝐓𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 �...
