"I wouldn't have pegged him for that type of man." my voice echoed softly, while someone else spoke up, amused.
"you haven't pegged me at all, actually." His words made me blush softly. I was too tired to be extremely flustered, but I still had enough energy to process the meaning behind it.
"oh...hello. I'm glad to see you're home."
(Yes, I know men don't peg each other. They'll make it work. Somehow. They're creative.)
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Read the book to get more content like this, I'm much too lazy to write a description. Besides, the master will be mad if I spend too much time on this, instead of developing plot. 🫠
Back to the basement for me, darlings. See you soon! 💋
