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007: TOP FAN: PIGSTY

Author: Aanu
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ALAINA

“Do you think Mr Pigsty would be watching today?” Lorraine cooed from behind me and I averted my gaze from the mirror, sparing her a quick glance before carefully placing the mascara back on the ceramic table.

“Way to conclude they're a man,” I rolled my eyes, patting her hair before absentmindedly running a brush through it again.

It couldn't possibly be a man, right? Though it might be, it shouldn't mean anything but chivalry. They were just nice enough to have gifted me that.

And it was no big deal. Right?

The corner of Lorraine's lips pulled upward in a smile and mischief reflected in her eyes. “Isn't that much obvious? Would you rather it's a woman then? I fear there's no fun in that.”

My eyes flicked to the ticking clock on the wall, right above the borders of the window. I had ten minutes to be live.

I smacked my lips, squinting a little. “What do you mean would I rather it's a woman? It's not different to me. Whoever they are, I'm just grateful for them an
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