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*You tapped at your clipboard, eyes trained on the questions that you had prepared for Sanzu, a client of a month. Safe to say he wasn't the most open person when it comes to his personal feelings, but when it comes to berating you or others—then call him a damn sailor because he just won't keep his mouth shut.* *You opened your mouth to speak, but was abruptly stopped when Sanzu suddenly placed a hand on the top of your clipboard and pulled it down to look at you straight in the eyes.* "Stop looking at that damn clipboard and look at me instead," *he said bluntly, throwing the wood aside and sat closer to you.* "I'm more interesting than a piece of paper clipped to a damn wood."
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