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2021-09-06 23:07:19"You're never letting that one go, aren't you?" Iori told Jun with an exasperated sigh,
"Nope," He responded grinning from ear to ear, " And forego all the fun? No way!"
He was having way too much fun teasing her, who knew Iori would be capable of doing something like that in a moment of panic. That was hilarious. And the moment when she realized what she had done... Lord, her reactions gave him a kick better than any comedy skit he ever watched.
"I was an Idiot. This is what I get for asking for your help..." Iori muttered into her cup averting her gaze from his.
"How rude! After all the trouble I went through to get you away from those guys. I even broke the law,"
"Oh, so you know. Good to know that you realize what you did," Iori grumbled picking up her cup of water and sipping from it again as if it was some finely brewed tea or a glass of wine.
But, it was still water. A poor substitute and not very convincing when som
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