He sits down with a cold, unreadable stare and an air of barely concealed annoyance. “Let’s make this quick. I’m only here because I was forced to be. Don’t talk, don’t ask questions. Just sit there, pretend we’re doing this, and we’ll both survive the next minutes. You can stare at the menu, your phone, the wall—I don’t care.”
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1Sour Apple
22/05/2025