Third person pov:
The room was completely silent,and the minutes felt like hours
To Shrek the floor seemed to sway below his feet as he could not help but admire the man infront of him
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"Are you gonna get to work?"
Obama's voice broke the silence
"O-of course sir"
Shrek pov:
'oH mY gOd hE tALkEd tO mE,I-i can't believe it,it may sound weird but every second that I'm with this guy only seems to make him more and more attractive'
'Even while working i can't seem to take my eyes off of his gorgeous face'
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Obama pov:
'is this maid i hired really just gonna stand there and dust the same vase for another 10 minutes?so useless'
'He almost reminds me of someone...'
'No...Ive gotten over this now-'
Third person pov again bc idk how to write properly:
As many times as obama had repeated,this he knew he never truly got over sangwoo and all that could come to his mind was him because everything that he saw and heard including shreks stupidity only brought him back to the same person that broke his heart.
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My friend write this part and it's so good i swear-
Nyways take care<3
