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silence is continued

To his desk, type was tapping his pens head to the piece of paper he had to file, to then lol to the side at his phone to then place his finger to it to eye the were no texts or calls.
Type signed to then look back to the piece of paper to keep up with the action of drumming his pen to it to then start to chew at his inner cheek..
Hounding on 4 days now and nothing.
Maybe he really is letting this go, maybe he is pursuing another.
Type narrowed his eyes to then jump back a bit to then look about to make a mad face, he accidentally snapped the pen in half and ink flew everywhere.
Getting up and quick he went straight to the bathroom to clean up to then eye himself to the mirror.
Why am I so mad for? That asshole to pursue someone else would head he'd leave me alone and I can get back to my plan.
Types eyes darted to then look down to clean the ink off to then go to a towel to dry his hands with you then go about to throw it away to then stop to eye tharn.
With papers to his hands, tharn stopped to eye type up and down without an expression to then go about to head for the elevators.
Type gritted his teeth to then go to him to stand behind, tharn smirked a bit to then take in a deep breathe to compose himself.
"Um...... How is the tirka file been going? Are you not to need any help?"
Tharn watched the elevators open to then go through to turn to eye type without an expression.
"I have it covered. Have a nice day."
Types lips parted has the elevators doors closed to then hang his head to look down.
Damnit!
Type then turned to go back to his desk to then clean up the rest of the ink spill to then sit down to throw away the towels to then shake his head a bit has he looked to his phone.
You have it covered huh? Then why have I've been basically killing myself over Helping you!
Type gritted his teeth to then shake his head a bit to then go to a drawer to then pull out a piece of paper to then eye it.
This.....will go through to him, he has to check it over.....
Type raised an eye brow to start to write down inaccurate things.
By the end of the day, type placed the paperwork to out going to then roll his eyes.
Going about he then headed for his car, to sit to the drivers side to place his hands to the wheel to they look to the building.
Why am I acting like this? Really need to.....ugh tried that and nothing came of it!
Type took in a deep breathe to dart his eyes to then roll them.
Am I really thinking about......
Type then placed his key into the ignition to do something for embarrassing.
Going home after the store, types ears were bright red for what he had to pick up and after talking to the store clerk.
Signing, he then took off his jacket to then take off his shoes to then go to his table to place the bag to it to then go to the kitchen to start on dinner for himself, going about, he sat down to eye that bag to shake his head a bit.
This is so fucking unbelievable and I can't believe I'm going to even attempt to try it!
Type shoveled his food down a bit in anger, to then get up to gather his dish to then go to the kitchen to place it to the sink to then place his hands to the edge to shake his head has he looked down.
Fuck!
Sighing and hard, type went to the bag to stop to eye to then grab it roughly to take it to his bedroom to fling to the bed to make a face to then turn to go to his bathroom to take a shameful shower.
Once done, he dried off to then go to his bed slowly to then place himself to the wall to bend his legs to eye fully that bag.
Cant believe I'm going to try this.......
Signing, type then went to the bag to grab out the toy, to then grab out the lube to then throw the bag to the side to then lube the dildo with a face to then go back to sit to eye it.
Can't believe it's come to this.
Type took in a deep breathe to then lay his legs down to then lift his head back to look up at the ceiling to then move his body down a bit to then place the toys head to his outter to wince.
It felt slimy and cold.
Taking in a very long and deep breathe type squeezed his eyes tightly shut to then push it inside like tharn had done to then move it in and out to sign to look down, he was very soft.
Rolling his eyes, he tried a bit more to still be soft to then take it out to then eye to then throw where the bag was to shake his head, he then placed his hands to his eyes to groan.
What the hell is wrong with me? Can only get semi hard now with a girl, can't get hard when I do this, what! I can't get hard at all unless that son of a bitch rapist is inside of me! Fuck!
Type then went all the way down to take his hands away to then look about his room.
If.....I move in with him, will he.....
Types eyes widened to sit up and quick to then reach behind to grab a pillow to then place to his mouth to scream and hard into it.
That is never ever going to fucking happen! I'll figure this out! At least he is leaving me alone, rather I like that or not.
Type then flopped down to his back to they take the pillow away to have a sullen face.
This fucking really sucks and theres nothing I can really do about this moronic, idiotic fucking insanity!