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21: What Is She Doing In My Garage?

Penulis: Forzyy N
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-04 23:54:45

KNOXX

If I had known, I would have listened to my instincts and stayed in my room as I've always done during club parties. Ax was the one who did the convincing.

"Do you always have to be a no fun person, Havoc?" This was a conversation between us hours ago before the party.

"I'm the club's president, Ax. The time I'll spend partying away, I could use that for more important things. Are you not seeing what's going on?" The important things here, I mean playing chess alone and mentally using it
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