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XXVII: Mr. President, Gotta Leave Without You!
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Vincent extends his hand upwards to block the harsh sun rays from getting directly on his face. As he looks up, he realized that even the clear blue sky above seems as busy as the people on the ground with all these seagulls flying.
This beautiful scene got blocked by an umbrella. "I really hate going out during noontime." William said as he makes sure he shared enough shade for Vincent.Although they left their apartment early, they still arrived at the seaport around lunchtime. To reach William and Vincent's hometown, they still need to ride a ferry-boat since it's located on the other island of the country."Give me that, young master." Vincent snatched the handle of the umbrella from William's hand and gave him a shade instead."..." William got speechless for a good. He didn't saw that coming. He knows the drill, it's just he forgot about it. "I'm not used to you calling me that anymore. It makes me feel uncomfortable.""Bare with it. I don't want to get a spanki
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