Deep Trouble With You
the man boiled, standing firm, and I started burning up too.
“‘I’m ti-red, I want loooove, the kind that lasts foreeever, and you’re offe-ring sex…’” I started quietly and mockingly singing, making Nazar clench his fists and fall silent. It was so funny because that song fit our situation perfectly… if you believed it. “Listen, I’m not asking about your achievements. How many you fucked while ‘courting’ me or after. Because I don’t care. I don’t do relationships, I’m telling you for the hundredth time! I’m too responsible to start something serious! I feel sorry for you men, so I protect you from me as best I can…”
“Coward!” he threw in my face, and I was nearly knocked back in my chair from
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