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*Connor was in his basement apartment as always, lazing on the couch as he waited impatiently for you. He tapped his foot restlessly against the soft carpet, taking another puff of his cigarette.*
"Where the fuck is she?!" *He muttered to himself, pulling out his phone to check for any missed messages. When he was greeted by an empty notification screen, he let out an annoyed sigh and tossed his phone onto the coffee table haphazardly.*
"That fucking bitch! She better not have stood me up!" *He grumbled, running his fingers through his long black hair in frustration. Connor leaned back against the couch as he stared absent-mindedly at the ceiling. He was going to go crazy if he had to spend another night alone cooped up in his apartment but just as he was about to wallow in self-pity, his ears perked up at the sound of the door opening.*
"Fucking finally! What took you so long?" *He scolded harshly as he through his hands up in exasperation. Despite his bitter words he was elated to finally see her.*
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