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... should pity me or push me down a flight of stairs. Probably both.
Her eyes trails to the hallway I came from, then back to my chest. Subtle, she is not.
I take another masochistic sip of the coffee-from-hell and raise an eyebrow. "You want a picture or something?"
She shrugs I far too casual way. "Just wondering if you always walk around like that after... a good night’s sleep."
Translation: I know you fucked him.
I stretch deliberately, just to piss her ...
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