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Anna She's an assistant at some place with a corporate name

She wants to fuckit

But I'm still tempted to toss her card

She sways her hips as she walks out the door It's a showy gesture A look at my ass

Dean waits until the door swings shut to ot her number Nice"

I shoot him an incredulous look

"Did you not see those tits? She was fine"

"And?"

His sht up "And she wants to tear off those black skinny jeans of yours What the fuck are you trying to prove with that outfit anyway? You look like an emo musician"

I struggle not to roll my eyes This is a tattoo shop, not a runway And he only pulls out that emo label to annoy me Because he knows Ethat shit

"It wouldn't hurt, honing that daed musician look," Walker calls out fro, wavy hair in every direction His dark eyes get bright "I doubt Kaylee would mind"

Fuck, I know it's a Saturday afternoon in the middle of summer, but I can't deal with all four of us here Dean and Walker together isn't so bad The two of theood natured

Ryan's fine on his own He's curt but it comes with a quiet professionalism

The three of theether—

It's too many opinions