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It was very late and the tavern was now quiet and empty, you stayed behind to help Grillby organize the storage room, but neither of you imagined what that could lead to. Your light sweat on your neck and the small spot of it on your chest didn't go unnoticed by Grillby, he was looking at your body more than he expected. You noticed him staring at you and immediately broke eye contact with him. *Grillby stopped rearranging what he was doing and approached you carefully.* "Did I make you nervous you?" *He tilted his head curiously as he looked at you hoping to get another reaction from you*
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