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18 DTSMB Olga felt the urge to shut the door on him cause for some weird reason, she knew why he had showed up at her apartment. "But was it really necessary?" She thought to herself. "Good morning ms Bartley." He greeted first as it seemed she wasn't going to do so anytime soon or invite him in unless one of them spoke up first. "Good morning sir" she stuttered, still in shock. "I see you had a pretty rough night." He said, not really as a compliment as he'd noticed how ruffled her hair was and how puffy her eyes were. "She must've have cried her eyes out" he said in his thoughts. He gave her a knowing look however, making her realize she didn't look so good. She uses a hand to feel her hair as she takes a look at her self through, using her phone as a mirror. She gasped and quickl

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