Ivy
she warned.
What was I wearing? What was he wearing? A bright-colored geometric suit with high water pants and loafers with no socks. He wore white glasses with no lenses, which made his copper skin look like a fake tan, and it likely could be for all I could tell.
"Dolling up another toy of yours?" he insinuated.
"I'm no one's toy," I growled.
He looked at me, and a slight smirk formed, "She's feisty."
"She has a name," I said, "Ivy."
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