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29 - Hazz

"This glass is not well washed," Poliana said in a loud tone that made the music sound totally low. She approached, putting one hand on top of my back and pushing the glass with the other. I didn't even remember washing that kind of glass. Most customers just drank in beautiful glasses, and totally ignored the glasses. It was even a policy of the establishment not to offer such expensive and breakable utensils. Apparently, she had arranged the dirty glass just to get to me. "You need to wash again, baby.”

"Yes, right now," I replied in a formal tone.

“ Oh, so efficient! "She exclaimed in a murmured tone, although loud, as if she wanted to sound sensual. I held back to the maximum not to roll my eyes, so as not to move my attention to Jessy, well leaning against the counter near me. Poliana ran her nails through my forearm, slightly nailing those terrible claws. "I think it's so amazing how you're always willing to help me, Hazz. It's almost as if we were made for each other, you know?
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