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Goodbye. ****

I mumbles tears running down my face ***********************

the Dj suddenly changed the beat to slow and tense music. I don't know if it is the music or not but I can see the sudden change in his expression. it shifts from a goofy one to a serious one. It looks more intense than it has ever been. he begins to stare down at me and I wonder why the change in demeanour. I don't know why but I begin to feel butterflies in my stomach. I don't know why I suddenly begin to notice how attractive he is. not that I didn't notice earlier but his lips begin to look sexier as he stares down at me.

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Like he wasn't just waiting for his turn to speak but genuinely processing what I was saying. This was new. Most people listened to me the way you listen to data—absorbing information, categorizing it, moving on. Eli listened the way you listen to someone you're trying to understand. "You're nervous," he said after our food arrived. "I'm not," I said, which was a complete lie. I was approximately 47% nervous and 53% terrified and all of it was showing on my face. "Yes, you are," Eli said gently. "You keep doing that thing where you straighten your fork when you're thinking about what to say next."

Jarren I paced back at forth at an unfathomable speed. I was worried, frustrated, and downright pissed off. This was a disaster. What was the point in hiring the best if what I wanted wasn’t done in time? It was times like these that I just wanted to snap somebody’s esophagus. The fact that I hadn’t had my shot in four days wasn’t helping matters. It was simply making it worst. Well, for those who were pissing me off.

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The wife provided knowledge to her husband. “The fat man is too lazy to argue with his wife. Take a sip of black tea, soothe the stomach before eating. The gentle, faint herbal scent soothes the frustration in his heart. The fat man thought to himself; “selling this kind of black tea in the city, making a lot of money.”