She works with a TypeWriter

She works with a TypeWriter

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"Thanks for helping me." I smiled at the man with brown hair, green eyes, and an unbutton polo shirt. "Your welcome sweetie." He bowed. Silly him. He is still childishly cute. I smiled at him. And averted my gaze to his unbotton shirt to his Chest. Those roc- He cut it my train of thoughts." You know, you gotten prettier now." He then checks me out making me feel self-conscious."And sexier" "Umm... Thanks..." I secretly smiled." You yourself... Gotten hotter." By the word 'hotter' I whispered. But pretty sure he could hear it since he has the smirk attached to his face. I quickly look away. And my back is facing him. I embarrassed myself in front of my own crush that I always make random fanfics about him. "Wow lady, you got nice ass." He flirts. ❤️❤️❤️ Cover by BlacknWhite_Dog
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