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" can you stop sitting so far from me? sit nearer i won't bite, " i mumbled softly.

a bright laughter echoed around the place.

" for someone so quiet, you sure have a loud laughter, " i remarked.

you immediately glared at me, before pushing your stuffs closer to me. with a huff, you quickly settled down and returned to concentrate on your work.

i gave a sharp poke on your waist.

no response.

i love it when you are mad at me.

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