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Break Room
You try your best to wipe the cum from your hair and chest, as well as fixing your makeup. You hurry back inside. No one is there. You relax a bit and take a seat on the couch. You zone out thinking about what the fuck just happened. You snap back to reality as someone lightly knocks on the breakroom door. You look up to see a familiar face.
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