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“I see that you still haven't used the paint” James said once we were inside my room. Oh yeah, I still haven't painted my living room. I've been too busy to find someone and I couldn't do it by myself. “Couldn't do it” I replied with a grin. “I told you I'd help you” he hinted, raising a brow and with a faint voice. That kind of voice they make when they're trying to woo a lady. “There are two rooms here but apparently, my mom stays in the other, so we are both gonna be stuck in this one for now” I explained. “This will do I suppose. I'm fine with anything, really. The room is nice and it smells nice too” he said with a wide smile, exposing his fine set of teeth. I mouthed a thank you and walked to sit on the bed. “How's this going to be?” He questioned. “Uhm… I don't know. You

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