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“ forgerextraordinaire:
“ [text] my fault, huh? thinking its your fault for being so bloody tempting. and i’m not sure i can wait. you can’t slip away for a bit for lunch or something?
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[text] If I do, you better make it worth it. You...](https://64.media.tumblr.com/7e1daa73959b711c7aff98a64437991f/tumblr_n4yxz0MSD91shunnio1_400.jpg)
[text] my fault, huh? thinking its your fault for being so bloody tempting. and i’m not sure i can wait. you can’t slip away for a bit for lunch or something?
[text] If I do, you better make it worth it. You know I’ll be missing my lunch for you.
[text] don’t i always make it worth it? and think of it this way. your lunch will be me
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