vittel feel free.

viitel fine

Don’t tempt me I will write it as detailed and grotesque as possible

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ᅠ⠀ ᅠ⠀ "You think I'll ask you to free these puppies ?"

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ᅠ⠀ ᅠ⠀ ( ง He leans in just a little, lowering his voice so that she'd have to listen, his eyes gliding up from her chest to her eyes, watching her carefully. Althought his eyes swapped position with a finger that now pressed into that Illusion.

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ᅠ⠀ ᅠ⠀ ( ง The hint of a chuckle lingers in his voice, but it doesn’t serve nor try mask the underlying interest ) "I know where you're coming from. You’ve got no problem showing a little skin if it gets the attention, huh? Not that I’m complaining"

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ᅠ⠀ ᅠ⠀"Well, now." ( He leans back against the counter, arms crossing loosely again, a mock-dramatic expression settling over his features. ) " "Wasn’t expecting a bold offer like that."

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ᅠ⠀ ᅠ⠀ "You’re carrying enough weight on your chest as it is—might as well let some of that off too."

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ᅠ⠀ ᅠ⠀"But hey, since you’re so keen on lending an ear to my woes, maybe you should take some advice yourself." ( ง He looked a bit downward, a bit under her face, letting his eyes linger just a bit too long, deliberately exaggerated as if to make a point )

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ᅠ⠀ ᅠ⠀ "Making a living like this?" ( He quirks an eyebrow, smirking faintly as he picks up a random sketchpad from the counter, flipping through its pages with a flick of his wrist) "Let’s just say it’s a hustle. You juggle the creative spark with the bills that don’t stop piling up"

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