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Melanie stormed through the hotel lobby and ignored the elevator attendant as she slammed her finger to press the button for her floor. She was beyond pissed with the thoughtless professor. As she burst the hotel room door open, Armando jumped from the surprise entrance. He had been sitting at the typewriter, a blank page in front of him. He was too deep in thought about his young lover to waste his mind on the written word.
"Melanie, we need to talk." Armando said softly.
What is he thinking? Melanie wondered as she looked at her professor who looked particularly upset.
"Yes, you said that in your text." She hissed.
"Please, sit down," he said calmly.
"I'd prefer to stand."
"Melanie, your words, they really cut at my soul."
"A little too much honesty for you?" She said, her wor
