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Complaints, insults, excuses, frustration. “That asshole plays dirty.” “The ref was bought.” “We shouldn’t have lost like that.” I clench my jaw as I read, close the chat without thinking too much because I don’t want to stay there, don’t want to keep going over the same thing, don’t want to think about the game or him, so I set my phone aside and take a deep breath, trying to clear my head, even if it’s just for a while. Tonight I’m only going to do one thing, drink enough to not feel anything and leave early before it all becomes unbearable, no drama, no complications, not giving him more space than he already takes.

"I've already completed your orders—go ahead and inspect them." Patrick clearly didn't buy it. He paced around the restroom with a frown, crouching down to check the toilet and running a hand over the sink. He instantly scowled when he couldn't find a single flaw to nitpick. He did something incredibly disgusting after—he spat directly onto the clean floor right in front of me. "What do you mean it's clean? What's this here, then?" He then tilted his chin and barked an order at me. "Go wipe it off for me—and make sure there isn't a single trace left."

After informing Cedrick of the room number, Catelyn, Joanne, and Jolene chatted with each other. Jolene and Joanne loved comics. Jolene was even a famous online comic artist, so the two of them got along very well. At that moment only Catelyn found out that Jolene was an adult comic artist! Jolene did not feel awkward one bit. She immediately shared her social media page with them. Catelyn looked, and she was bewildered. It was not only adult content. The crucial thing was that she also drew homoerotic comics with assorted characters.

Couldn't clean the body anymore. I guess he's too tired today.