I'm Not A Doormat

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I'm Not A Doormat Rae pulled up out front of Ink Kink preparing for a long day. Not only was she working here until noon, but she was scheduled to be back into the kitchen at The Jade. “Morning Markus!”, she shouted as she made her way through the door. Walking into the back room, she was surprised to find him passed out on the couch. Scanning around the room, she noticed that there were two coffee mugs sitting on the table. “What were you up to last night? A secret rendezvous?,” she jokingly poked at his back to get him to move about from the couch. He groaned while rolling over. “What time is it?,” he spoke in a groggy voice, attempting to wipe the sleep from his eyes. Rae had already started cleaning up, “It's almost 10 sleepy head.” Markus didn't want to mention about his vi

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