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son of a gun

A man walks into the room.

He sees us pressed against each other and immediately looked away.

"I'm sorry sir,". He says.

Corey grunts, "David, what exactly do you want?". He complained, as he finally let go of my hand.

Seeing me in the same room, David didn't get to talk.

Corey noticed that and turns to face me.

"Muna! We are done, can you leave?".

He stared at my face.

I ignore them, moving forward to pick up my bags.

At the table, I trashed the flyers in the dust bin and walked away...

Corey kept looking, however, the second I tried to walk past him, he forcefully dragged my hand, pulling me back.

"What!" I rudely muttered.

"Go back and pick that up,"? He says.

I stared confused, " pick what up?". I said.

He pushed me in the direction of the dustbin.

"Pick up the flyers and make sure you take every one of them,". He says.

I turned back and faced him.. "excuse me, I should pick what?". I played dumb...

Corey gets upset, he walks to the dustpan and pushed down the bucket, scatter
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