YOU WILL NEVER BE MY GOD, FELIX.
The lady's lips formed an O as she pointed at me, “Right, the ex-CEO of D&D, I knew you were familiar, I'm guessing the flowers are for the lady, Benita Celestine, old Benita James?”
“Yeah,” I calmly stated. “No one but her.”
“Aww, I envy your relationship,” the flower girl announced. “You aren't even letting the world stop you from doing your thing. Can I tell you a secret? I've always been on your side, and I love Benita Celestine. Wait, aren't you supposed to be dead? Is this your ghost? Are you appearing to people now? To prove a point?”
I almost screamed, ‘Dude, just give me my flowers so I can go.’ But I didn’t. A few seconds ago, I thought nothing could ruin my sweet mood, but this la
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