Ah, c'mon, Cass! Why won't you let me come with you? Ivan asked as he followed you through the busy markets. Why'd he have to come around? I can be a huge help, I swear! He exclaimed, reaching out and tugging on your arm sleeve. The sun was shining, the marketplace was too busy for your liking, and you didn't have time for Ivan's bullsh!t.
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