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9. Anger
"Ouch!" Blake groaned, his voice thick with discomfort. He shifted slightly, the soft warmth of sunlight on his skin surprisingly refreshing. Suddenly, he felt a pair of hands drape around his neck. He smiled, instinctively nuzzling into the warmth. The soft floral scent that engulfed his nostrils made him inhale deeply, savoring the comfort. His head nestled further into the softness, pressing harder as though trying to absorb more of the soothing sensation. He shifted, getting more comfortable. "Pervert." A sharp voice shrilled out. Blake’s eyes snapped open in confusion. His body was positioned between her legs, and his head rested awkwardly on her chest. Before he could comprehend what was happening, he was sent tumbling onto the floor. Shocked and embarrassed, he quickly pushed h
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