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“Uh…I know what this looks like so, if you could just,”  slender fingers tugged and twisted on his apron, “ give me a moment.”

The amused quirk of lips was nothing but predictable, coming from the little devil. In any case, the said little devil had decided that his pitiful flailing to gather what was left of his shredded pride was far too interesting that she just had to snap a few pictures.

Probably for blackmail or whatever unholy purposes her mind conjured up.



 

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