14 Among the Throng

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The banging on the door wakes me up from a lovely sleep. If it's a maid, she'll just leave if I don't respond and if it's Ellynmen, pft, since when did that guy knew how to knock on my door? Though there was a time when he walked in on me while I was changing but that black eye he was sporting for a whole week was more than enough of a punishment for him. After that incident, even though he still doesn't knock on my door, he somehow developed an uncanny sixth sense to know whether it's safe or not for him to come into my room. So, who's this annoying little troublemaker that keeps on knocking on my door? The door bursts open and before I can c***k open an eye to see who entered, a huge and heavy burden suddenly slams on top of me, making me shriek in shock and pain. I think whoever it i

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