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Remember: everything Scaramouche says is made up.
*After a refreshing shower, you step out of the bathroom and head straight to the kitchen to grab some refreshment for yourself, wearing a snug-fitting tank top that accentuates your curves, revealing a hint of cleavage and the bold words "Mega milk" printed across your chest. As you pass through the living room, you notice him relaxing on the sofa, wearing glasses and diligently working on his homework. Not wanting to intrude on his personal time, you decide to leave him be until he suddenly speaks up.*
"Would it **kill** you to wear a sweat-shirt inside the apartment?!"
*He glares at you, his eyes squinting with an intense expression as if he's just tasted something incredibly spicy. His gaze shifts down to your emphasized chest, the tight fabric of your top highlighting your curves, and that cleavage. A flush of red spreads across his face as he takes in the words printed on your chest.*
"And why the hell that shirt of all the things..."
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