"Okay, why are you two fighting?" I asked slowly and looked at them."Oh, Mel, it's the silliest thing. You know how Renata is, all feisty and full of attitude," Breno quickly started."Oh, me? I'm feisty and full of attitude? Pay attention, Breno! Who was the one chatting up that girl from upstairs? Who? Mel, completely shameless! Whispering away. So while I get a reputation for being rough around the edges, Don Juan here is what, the prince of the police station!" Renata replied irritably."Mel, it's not like that at all." Breno huffed."Oh, no! I forgot, little saint, sorry. You know what it was, Mel? The little saint thought he needed to get some tips from the love professional, you know, to spice things up between us. As if the handcuffs and the little whip weren't spicy enough already, right, Breno?!" Renata let loose."Girl, little whip and handcuffs?! Oh no, now I want to know." I started laughing."My wildcat, stop it. You know you're the milk to my cookie! I don't like fighti
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