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Pathetic.

Pathetic.

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Nov 6, 2025
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"swish.." the globe on my father's desk spins as he waits. Maybe sneaking back to my family home wasn't the best idea since we're both meant to be in economics right now. Even when we do sit in that lecture hall with Mr McCoy droning on about property management, all Isaac cares about is how high he can get his hand up my skirt before anyone notices. But, none of that matters when it's him.. when does it ever?
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"Professor Diamond is your mom?" He looked surprised. I was the spitting image of Siobhan Diamond. "Mm, that's not news." I rolled my eyes. "Contrary to what you might think, I don't spend my time googling you or your friends." "Oh, maybe you should. I'm much more important than your beloved scones." I jeered, this time, with an amused smile. The hurt flashed once more, and he crossed his arms. His eyes turned darker. "You know; you should learn a thing or two about humility from your mom. She's a much better person than you are." He sneered. I laughed once more and just to spite him, I took out two 100-dollar notes, walked closer to him, and dropped them in his front pocket. "Thank you for the shit conversation." I scoffed and walked out.

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