The next thing I know…
I call him Stud (custom positive title)
I shake my head vigorously, dispelling the fog that I had just slipped into, “Fucking hell, just spaced out. Anyway, what is that, Stud?”

Stud cackles inexplicably, “Okay Stud, you don’t wanna tell me, whatever.” I turn and walk away, not letting him toy with my interest.
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