she glanced at the clock at the main door and back at him, sitting in front of her as he tried to figure how the fuck he managed to convince this girl to take a train to warsaw overnight.
" this is kidnapping," she hissed between her teeth.
" you didn't exactly say no." he defended, staring outside the window as his tongue played against the ceramic braces of his.
" jesus fuck, arkadiusz. i have to cater a baby shower of your friends in less than a month. i don't fucking care if you're footballer. heck you could be lost son of merkel, and i still don't care; you are turning this fucking train around."
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freya andersens;
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arkadiusz milik;
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adrian gallagher;
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