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i look at the women and then my mom.

"im sorry that you didnt want me. excuse me i have to go now."
i then get from my chair and she grabs my wrist.

i look at her and feel bad.
"im sorry i guess you didnt hear me but i gotta go."

i then manage to walk out like it was nothing out of her grip

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