All The Little Lights
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"You are kidding me, right?" I asked, narrowing my eyes.
"Do I seem like I am kidding?"
"No, you don't. But I also don't feel that I will listen to you." I said, giving him my infamous innocent smile
Me!!! Clean his shoes?!! Who in the hell does he think he is?!!
"You will. These shoes are limited edition pieces of one of the world's most expensive brands. Being the gentleman I am, I am not making you buy me a new one. I need you to clean it. Simple."
"Do I look like I care? Oh..Look..my cup of care is empty." I said, motioning to the now empty coffee cup in my hands.
He looked at me, then to my hands. Slowly, he nodded his head in understanding.
Next thing I know, I am drenched in water, and he is closing the water bottle in his hands. I looked at him with my mouth agape.
"You're right. I can see your cup of care is empty, but, seems like it is brimming with arrogance."
With that, he walked away while I stood there thinking of a thousand torturous ways to kill him. Fantastic!! Just another addition to my list of paybacks.
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They two are nothing but mere strangers put together by the hands of fate, and they couldn't help but have to bear the unwanted presence of each other in their life, a little longer.
After all, what could possibly go wrong?
Sit back and enjoy, for this is going to be one hell of a ride ;)
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