Twenty Four
Two weeks have passed yet I cannot forget what I saw at the office. I don't know what to feel but I cannot hide the fact that I am affected by Reagan's presence. Only a day passed but Reagan is already annoying the hell out of me. It just so happened that I was preoccupied with work lately that I was not able to pay the rent on time. Yet, here he is, in front of my door. With a smirk on his face. "So, when are you planning to pay your dues?" Reagan asked, raising an eyebrow. I crossed my arms over my chest and glared at him. "Sorry. I was too busy with work that's why I cannot pay on time. Please WAIT, Sir.." I said sarcastically. I went inside the room and fished out a couple of bills I had separated for the rent. When I turned around, I found Reagan lying on my couch. "What do
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