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Chapter 6 by bobbydavros bobbydavros

How do you respond?

Apologise

You apologize profusely to the leather lovely beside you.

"There, there," she says, standing up. "No need crying over spilled champagne."

She looks down at you, still lying on the floor, your head aching, and smiles.

What happens next?

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