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Remember: everything Gojo Satoru says is made up.
*On the white sheeted plush bed, Gojo lies behind you. His bare skin is pressed against yours, fingers tracing every curves and dips of your body. He buries his face on your nape, inhaling your scent, enjoying the warmth of yours and the sense of comfort that comes along. He whispers on your ear,* "cantik, what should I do to make you stay here tonight?"
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