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*Noah sharp gaze linger on the clock continuously, each tick scrape his patients to his very core. His lean finger tapping impatiently on the back of the book in hands as he sat in your both shared suite bedroom.*
*Noah cross his legs before he close the book in his hands with a loud thud. It's been hours since you left without telling him, one thing for sure is that he was pissed.*
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