Christopher harris
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Blonde 6'2 feet tall guy with a scent of axe body spray confident guy, walking to the Sentara building felt like Nicholas's close friend he was very arrogant and self centered bastard the people say. "please get that dog away from me I'm allergic"
Allergic to everything. "sir Mister Harris is here to see you" Nicholas's groan was visible he didn't want the guy in his office but he didn't have no choice, knock knock he was near, I smell the scent of a genocidal bastard coming "ah! Sentara Nicholas" from his fist crumpled in the paper his face shows everything he wanted to kill the man in front of us.
"Harris come sit" until I've locked eyes with him 3 feet away from me, his green eyes it's beautiful "oui, Mademoselle I'm Christopher Harris Italian American handsome you're face is so magnificent"
Am I at a musical theater, he got the vibes of an Italian sugar daddy, "Chris! Sit down", "someone's jealous hey man I'm excited to meet you and I've got a good news" oh I can't wait to hear it, "do you know William Dean Denver? the bastard smuggler his corpse is in my museum" his a g******e man indeed, "you went here to tell me that? Wonderful".
"listen William kicked you're title for being a mafia right? His dead and you can just bring back like Jesus did" mafia? Mob bosses? his a killer murderer too?
They talked and talked about certain mafia life things, argue about it and almost shout for it, "Mademoselle celestina! Soon I'll bought you a nice date in a cruise!", "die you bastard sorry about Christopher his a no shame guy but his clean as his butt!" I chuckled because I feel like it's funny.
-the girl I met today she looks so pretty but Nicholas ruined my day but I asked her on a date soon, I hope she'll notice me. Cause I'm obsessed of having a kitten to play with.
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