Perverted Rainbows

Perverted Rainbows

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“Well isn’t somebody violent.” He said, grabbing my hand just as I was about to hit him, “But why abuse me? Of course, if you do I’ll enjoy it anyway…” He winked. “Are you hitting on me?” I accused. He leaned back, making his chair stand on only two legs, “Pssh, I don’t need to flirt. I’m already seducing you with my awkwardness.” He smirked. He leaned back a little bit too far and fell with a clatter. I couldn’t resist bursting out in laughter. He got up, putting his weight on the table and smiled warmly at me, “See, I’ve already gotten you to loosen up a bit.” "Shut up."
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