The Wrath Of Hope

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Warren went into the office the next morning with the mother of all hangovers accompanying him. He was regretting not just staying in bed, but he had meetings, clients, and potential clients coming and he couldn't disappoint.  So he chugged water and Advil before manning up for a grueling day of work. Taking a moment, Warren got his head in the game after looking at a picture of his woman on his desk. It had made him smile when on her third or so visit had handed him the framed photo of them smiling on his bed.  A selfie she had taken of them, and every time he saw it, he went back to that day happily.  Roze giggled teasing him, "You're so mean!" Warren scoffed, "Mean? Little girl I'm the nicest thing around." Roze smirked, "Nicest? More like crabbiest! God, you act like your fifty!" Lo

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