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âIâm not freaked out,â he said while trying to capture her expression, which went down south when her sarcasm started blooming. âYour name.â It was always fun to answer questions that didnât need to be answered, at least when it was about something she clearly found troublesome. âOh, yeah, I love talking to dicks..â he frowned along with a snicker. A giant, muscular, deep voice-y, kind of handsome father to the girl he overly liked. âYou want me to fucking crap myself?â One day, sure, but right now he didnât know what he was to Juliet, which already had him scratching the back of his head. âYouâre like a walking clichĂ©.â
âYou sure?â She asked simply mostly because she didnât want him for a second to think that her dad was just going to come up and punch him down. Mostly because she wasnât keen on even introducing them. âRats, I knew it.â Juliet smiled slyly. âRight, because youâre best friends one, right?â Humming in response, she kept in a laugh. âOh boy would I. Now as disgustingly beautiful that would be, Iâm not so sure Iâd want you to do that.â Rolling her eyes she, she sighed. âThe personality fits the name.â











