Those awkward, disjointed moments affected me, I was after all, in my own fucking house, so why was I so distressed? I tried to keep my composure, however, I could, well, there was no composure looking at him made me nervous. “Oh... sorry... I didn't see that you were already busy...” I said dully, wanting to look at him and wanting to run away. “Don't worry, there is room for everyone who finds these fucking events unbearable!” I couldn't believe that he dared to say this, I thought the same thing myself, but to hear someone say this about an event that was about his sister... was hard. “They are not that bad... there is free booze... and the hostess is beautiful.” “What are you, related to the owner of the house?” he said in a super rude way. “Does it matter?” I replied harshly. “If I ask you of course it matters, are you a maid? did they let you attend the party and you're so grateful to be in the middle of high society?” What a clueless little man, all his beauty ende
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