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Chapter 14: Mr. Snotty British Pants
This wasn’t part of the surprise. At least not from my knowledge unless for some reason Theo decided that a boy dressed in all black and currently on top of me with his hand behind my head and his face too close for comfort was a good idea. “Oh I-I’m so sor-” He started to speak up but I didn’t let him finish. I hurriedly put my hands on his chest to push him off of me as gently as I could and stood up from the floor, immediately dusting myself off and fixing my dress. My face began to feel hot while I bit my lip and tried to figure out if I should just run away now or back up from him, slowly but surely. The man just looked at me scratching his head but I couldn’t really see his expression as he had shades and a hat on. He looked like he was trying to hide his identity which really d
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