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Morning, Sleeping Beauty
What the ever-loving fuck had happened last night?
Hurriedly, Remy glanced down at himself. Fully clothed, thank God. So was the thorn in his side sleeping next to him, her face almost innocent in slumber. Huh. He would’ve expected her to show her true form, which had to be some sort of demon. There was no way she could be anything else.
Carefully, he made his way out of the bed which was thankfully not his so not to disturb her. Quietly, he scrounged around the hotel room and found the few possessions he had, then silently closed the door behind him after making his way out of the room. Was it too early for a drink? Probably. Still, one thing was clear.
This had never happened. Ever.
⊕
3 pros:
………………….you really expect me to write these out? Tch, fine.
-Always liked long hair.
-Pretty eyes.
-Probably could make having sex something out of this world.
3 cons:
-Thorn in my side.
-Pain in my ass.
-Really, do I need to explain about why I wouldn’t sleep with someone who keeps bringing up the worst parts of my past?
Final Verdict: No.
You seem to take pleasure in inviting me into your inbox after all that time spent asking me to leave. What was it that he called you again...a no good, no 'count filthy couyon? Hardly to my taste.
"As I recall, you invited yourself de first time."
"I ain’t exactly happy t’see you back."
Such language. You should take more pride in following your father's footsteps.
"I said, fuck off an' get out."
"I won’t ask again."