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37. Date

Fany

A knock on the door made me run to open the door. Oh no, wait. I tidied up my t-shirt, black leather jacket, and dark maxi above the knee. Take a deep breath, exhale. relax. Relax. Nothing special, right? I opened the door, to find him standing against the wall in the hallway, looking at the screen of the cellphone he was holding, his other hand hiding in the pocket of his blue jeans. When it came out, it was empty. The trouser pocket was flat with no bulge there.

"Put your feet down, don't step on the wall, you'll get dirty." It's actually fine, it's just that he didn't bring a present, obviously I—oh he did?

"This is for you." A lollipop.

He also sucked a lollipop of a kind and then preceded to go down. "I'll be waiting in the car."

So this is how he started a date? I slam the door that locks automatically, sucking in the candy following him from behind. Irritating! What's wrong with buying dolls, flowers

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