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THE ARRANGEMENT

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THIRTY

He is sweating so hard that I almost feel sorry for him.
Mshibe is standing behind me and I'm now seated on the L shaped couch with my shades on. This better be good
I cross my legs

"We are listening" I remind him, playing with the so called antidote in my hands

"Because he is living my life! My life"
He slowly holds the coffee table, trying to stand but end up kneeling