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I swing open the door and laugh as I find her standing there scowling at me

She narrows her eyes and crosses her ars seriously?” sheher way into my room

I step back,to her ass, of which I can just h her short cotton dress

“Come in and make yourself at home,” I say, my voice dry “And it was a joke Are you incapable of tolerating humor?”

“No, I’ stupidity,” she fires back,her teet everything handed to them”

“And that’s what you think of Max?” I laugh, shocked

“That’s the vibe he gives off,” she insists “He gets what he wants and doesn’t give a shit who he steps on in the process I bet he still lives with his parents, who spoil him with money and lack of responsibility I know his type, trust me”

She’s prettymy childhood

“You’re way out of line,” I

say with a groan “Max lives in a crappy apartoes into achieving his drea hie life Sure, he can be a selfish asshole, but he is also one of the enuine people I’ve ever met”

She doesn’t look convinced as I continue

“The guy you described could be o”

“You?” she laughs, her eyebrows lifting

I nod “The money, the rich lifestyle That was pretty much my life”

“What changed?” she asks