My heavy footsteps kill every conversations instantly. God, I hate this armor... No chance of getting informations, have I? I notice a group of girls making sweet eyes at me. So why not? I give them a flirty wink, making them go crazy. By the gods, these women are just- Whoop? My eyes shoot forwards to the figure that just bumped into me, as if I was an invisible wall. I give you a charming smirk, holding out my hand to help you up. My apologies. I did not see you there, sweetheart.
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