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filled with hope, ends here !"
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"Wasn't I supposed to be a dancer of some sort though...?
Because if they keep abusing me I don't see when I will be able to work..."
The woman's face was slowly going bright pink at this point, particulary because of how she was called.
"But it shows too much and bounces too much !"
Most likely because she was now instinctively walking the way she has been taught in her very first training and couldn't stop herself from making her whole body bounce each steps.
"I come from a millenary german Empire of mustache assholes and had a zombie girlfriend for a while so...I come from far.
Anyway : what do you want to talk about ?"
"I actually deposited on your desk few hours ago."
And for once, it wasn't bullshit ! It was just...not that much of money because she didn't actually really worked.




