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2024-10-29 19:42:56Jasper breathed a heavy sigh, slipping his papers to the side rather hastily as he reached up and massaged his temple, his elbow propped on the mahogany desk as his pricey watch peeked from beneath his sleeve, and suddenly, as thoughts of a certain girl with blonde hair filled his mind- the same that had delayed his thought process and rendered him incapable of completing the work set for him, he felt it was too hot to wear his jacket, and hastily removed it from his wide shoulders before tossing it to the floor.
He rubbed his forehead, f
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