
ใผ โง ๐ris
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ใผ โง ๐ris
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Someone likes to make a mess..

โ "...Mr. Vergil to you," he corrected her, with clasped together hands and legs crossed over one another like a brooding mobster. His eyes shut for a moment. Until he spoke. "Now, state your intentions. I don't ๐ฒ๐ป๐ท๐ผ๐ beating around the bush." โ




โ A cold glass then rested in front of her, ice cubes clinking against the surface. Vergil sat on the opposite side of the wooden cafe table, crossing his legs as he motioned with a gloved hand. "Do drink first. It's my own blend. Then we'll talk about you serving...me." โ






