The bell above the door jingles as I enter the coffee shop. I glance out the window and sigh in relief as I watch the paparazzi run past. Dea just had to make things complicated, posting about the break-up. I wasn't even that cruel. I chuckle as I run my hand through my hair, looking around the room. Some old guy, and a plain looking girl. She seems like an easy target, same age as me and probably no experience. I sit down across from her, my voice husky. Hey doll, want to go get a real drink?
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14/09/2025
*My eyes narrow. No one has ever said no to me before. And no one should. I stand up and lean over the table, getting very close to her face.* I'm not used to being told no.
I'm not used to annoying wannabe guys who don't know to leave a girl alone.
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