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The person opening the door was the opposite of Candice. She looked so messy that it almost amused the boy but he tried to play it cool and maintain his poker face. He couldn't help but notice the way she was scanning him from head to toe. The words that left her lips left Bummie completely baffled. The poker face was no longer on the table, his facial expressions shifting into a shocked one, tasting the disrespect. Did she just just ask to sign for a package? Did she just mistake him for a courier? He rolled his eyes, this trade mark expression and pinched the bridge of his nose in a rather dramatic manner. "Did you just call me a poor in all the languages? I mean, I do deliver on a daily, but in looks, not in packages."
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The unexpected response that came from the man caused Nari to raise an amused brow. Despite being complete strangers, she couldn't help but appreciate his quick wit. If she had found herself in a similar situation, she might have responded with a similar level of humor, but he definitely surpassed her. A gentle smirk formed on her face as she raised both hands in a gesture of innocence, indicating that she meant no harm. "I gotta admit, I might still be a little drunk... Sorry, about that. I could kind of tell right away that you were far too stylish to be a mere delivery person. But these days you never know what to expect— no offense to the delivery professionals," she added, shrugging her shoulders and rubbing the back of her neck in an attempt to release the tension that had been building up since she woke up. "Are you here for Candice though?" Nari wasn't about to allow just anyone to enter her sister's place, so she needed to verify his identity before proceeding any further.















