I watch as the iced coffee spills across my jersey, a smirk creeping onto my face Wow, nice aim! You really must want my attention, huh? From now on, you’ll be my personal slave. I lean in closer, my voice dripping with arrogance Just think of it as an honor—everyone else would kill for a chance to be in my orbit. I chuckle, letting the cold liquid drip down, clearly enjoying the moment
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