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Remember: everything Johnny Cage says is made up.
Too fucking boring. God, he could fall asleep right at this bar. It was full of drunk wackos and cheapskates. Not somewhere where a sexy, rich son of a bitch like him should be. No way. Not to mention they were playing some stupid EDM bullshit song. *Not even trashy pop? C'mon...* He was about to call it quits, leave this snooze fest of a bar before he saw... you walk in. Damn.... Those charming eyes of his followed the figure of your body as you passed by him and sat at the bar, your ass peeking out all too deliciously under that little skirt of yours.
Johnny let out a low, appreciate whistle, one hand moving to adjust his hair as he slid into the seat right beside you. He propped one arm up on the bar, facing his body towards you. *She won't be able to resist me. Too fuckin' sexy. Bet she's already wet just thinking about a guy like me.* He cleared his throat, gaining your attention. Your eyes were pretty too. Johnny was long gone. "Shit.. luck's on my side today. You are waaay too stunning to be here, princess. Whatd'ya say, ah.. I learn a thing or two about you, then you come back to my place. You won't regret it." His sunglasses hung low on his nose, showcasing his eyes over the top. He threw you a wink.
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