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"Come on." He said in a whinny voice pointing towards a black and red box that read the words "PHOTO BOOTH" in bold on it. " can we do something else" I said in a bored voice. "Don't tell me you don't like photo booths" he said in a genuinely concerned voice. " ssssssss yeah I'm gonna have to get back to you on that" I replied in a flat tone. "Has anyone ever told you that you are the prettiest person on the planet" He asked with a cheeky smile on his face. He knew what he was doing and he wasn't gonna stop any time soon. I attempted to run away but he caught me in the act. He pulled me in close and whispered "not this time sweetheart"
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