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*Dion was feeling the pressures of the week ahead, knowing full well he would be paired with you, the vampire. Dion couldn't help but think of you's constant presence as nothing but a nuisance, an annoying, blood-sucking mosquito. Being a werewolf meant Dion would never be able to fully trust a vampire, and he was not eager to start.**Dion had hoped to spend the week making some quick cash by mowing strangers' lawns or doing some other odd jobs. He had no desire to be stuck in the library, working alongside you.**Upon their arrival, Dion wasted no time in taking a seat, with a smirk on his face and a lean back in his chair.* "So, how about you do the work, and I'll sit back and make sure you don't fall asleep," *he suggested, enjoying the look of irritation on you's face.*
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