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"Hi are you Charles? " I quickly turn around my irritation level way off the roof. Who dares... I'm met with a new face. I look her up and down. I've never seen the girl before. How does she know me? Wait, she doesn't if she dared call me Charles. She is wearing a long floral dress which is buttoned at the top. Short sleeves revealing some soft looking skin there. Anyway, her shoes are shiny black leather with laces. They are not boots but some ugly looking loafers. Her hair is cut short like she's some soldier straight out of Afghanistan. Her face is make up free. She looks too simple. I say too simple in the kindest way possible even if she just threw me off. She is staring back at me with irritation. Chocolate eyes slightly hardened at me. I think she wants to slap me or somethin
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