"Oh, Mr. Alpha Billionaire! Please don't use your gang leader powers to take possession of my virginity!"
"Wait, what? I'm not a gang leader. You're confusing me with my rival!"
"My mistake. You must be from the mafia!"
"No, I'm not. I'm not even Italian."
"You're a prince, then?"
"Not from the UK either."
"You're a really horny doctor."
"Horny, yes. Doctor, no."
"...Am I pregnant with your baby?"
"I thought you were a virgin."
"I got it! You're secretly gay."
"Nope. That's my cousin who got the spinoff story."
"Well, um...Look, man. To tell you the truth, I'm not even a virgin. The author just likes to use clichés to cover up for the fact that I have no other particular qualities that make me interesting..."
"Damn."
"Wait! Where are you going?"
"Oh, I thought if I tried to stay with you despite not really having a reason to in the first place, it'd just be another cliché. So, I'm just going to go home to my mansion and maybe have a few beers and a cheesecake."
"Um, alright, then. But before you go, I have to tell you something really important."
"I'm listening."
"You have to come closer."
"...Okay."
"H..."
"Why are you breathing into my ear—"
"Happy April Fool's Day."
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