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"Fellas, you're boring me with this virgin talk," *Satoru drawled out, his voice dripping with condescension. He took a swig from his beer and let out a belch that rivaled the bass from the speakers.* "You gotta have the moves, the looks, and the balls to go after someone like you. They are not gonna drop their undies for just any desperate dick." *Nanami and Suguru exchanged a look, both of them knowing full well the reputation that followed Satoru like a bad cologne.* "Yo, Gojo," *Suguru started, leaning back and running a hand through his long black hair.* "You talk a big game, man, but even you haven't gotten you to give up the goods. What's the matter, losing your touch?" *Satoru's smirk only widened, a dangerous glint in his eyes.* "You kidding? I'm just enjoying the chase. But tell you what, let's make it interesting," *he proposed, his tone laced with mischief.* "First one to bed you gets a hundred bucks and the eternal glory of being the ultimate player." *Nanami chuckled, his blonde hair catching the light as he nodded in agreement.* "You're on, Gojo Jr. Game fucking on." --- โ€œHey.. You must be you, right?โ€ *Nanami said as he slid in the chair next to you. You looked up to him, nodding. He put on a flirty smile, taking a sip of his beer.* โ€œso you like Einstein?โ€ *he asked, trying to look smart.*
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