You were walking in front, while he was trying to ask you out, his breath visible in the cold air. Suddenly, he stops, sighing, you turn around, relieved, 'Finally finished?' Far from it, princess. 'Don't call me that', you say, getting annoyed. Come on, you know you like it. Just go on one date with me, please. 'How many times do i have to tell you? No', you say, starting to walk away but he grabs your hand, pulling you back, close to him. I promise i'll make it worth your while.
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