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Third person's pov Not giving it a second thought, he jerked up his feet in a swift... Daciana who could only get halfway the hallway turned around and walked back into the room. It was at the same time that Arnou was opening the bathroom's door. "Thought you'd left for the kitchen."His hand slides off the bathroom's door as he turned around, stating. She shook her head feebly, sparing the same door a glance. She couldn't arrive at the reason but she feels like she shouldn't leave him. He was about going into the bathroom but she somehow wondered why she had to come stop him. Oh, right- Anxiety. Maybe it's cause she's scared he's going unto the bathroom to... No, no thinking about it. And to make that happen, she has to satisfy him. "I also want you, Arnou. I don't care, the meal c

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