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“You are vile, are you aware of this?” I ask. “It would be my absolute pleasure to rid this world of you.” “Fuck you,” he spits. “Look, I hadn’t planned on ramming anything up your ass. That wasn’t in today’s schedule,” I tell him as I step toward him and tear his shirt down the center, letting it hang open. “But if you insist, I’d be more than happy to oblige.”
