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Thirty one: Shitty Thing?

It had been over five minutes I had explained my problem to this idiotic Sonya, but all she did was to drink from her glass. I wondered if she wasn't ready to help me, or she had probably caught my trick. Or, was she planning to go drunk, so she wouldn't have to give me a reply? I doubted if that was the case. She was too dumb to think about avoiding my request. 

"So…" Finally! She said something! She dropped her glass on the glass table that separated us, sighed. Looking at me, those dazzling eyes held a rare emotion. What was with her? "You need my help?"

"Yeah." I nodded gently, trying to be cool. 

She chuckled weirdly. "Don't get this. You used to be my enemy, right? Why need my help now?"

My eyebrows creased like I was worried. I looked down, trying to seem pathetic. It was time to take advantage of her. "Well, you see, I feel bad for all I did to you. Trust me, I'm ready to rec

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