MISTER STETSON

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The next day, I woke up to the sharp knock on my door. Wondering who it could be so early in the morning, I didn’t move. I didn't know if it was a good idea to pretend as if I wasn't there. However, the constant knocks upon the door made it seem like an emergency. Therefore, I was forced to ask, “Who is it?”  Unfortunately, the response was in a masculine voice. The person claimed it was “him” as if I’d recognise him from his voice. Since I couldn’t recognize the person from just the sound itself, I inquired again, “Could you say your name please?” “Jordan,” responded the man standing outside my door.  At first, I chuckled to have the younger prince wait outside my door like an i***t. It was when I moved towards the door that I got worried. I realised that he could've approached me to s

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