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... ee from such imperfections.
*Tap. Tap. Tap*
Adrian's right index fingers were clashing against the wooden armrest while his head lied on his other hand- the one that was pillared on the other arm of the crouch.
Irene, on the other hand, was looking into nothingness- her body still, and face nonchalant.
*Step. Step.*
Soon, sound footsteps joined the constant taps. Two young men arrived.
One of them was the sleeveless shirt wearing muscular man from before- Asm ...
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