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"Waddup baby" the boy spoke, with a deep soothing and raspy voice,still staring into the girl's eyes. At the sound of his voice, shivers went down Mac's spine, she didn't remember his voice to be SO deep. "So... i'd like to hear to the answer to that question", the deep voice spoke and cracked a smirk to emphazise the so called cockyness her friends were talking about seconds earlier. "What do you think about me?" To say she was dumbfounded was an understatement, the boy looked like the finest painting, somehow even the mona lisa would be jealous. "Speechless already?, i thought we could atleast talk for a while before u got flustered, princess" he added as he took a bite of the sandwich that Mac was still holding. "What's your fucking problem?" The girl snapped in an annoyed tone as she moved away from the male while holding close to her chest the food. "Oh she talks. i'd love to hear more of your voice, specially with words like fucking" the boy retored, accentuating on the last word to make clear the double meaning behind them. "Don't you have better things to do rather than eating other people's food? Or do u only feed from broken hearts?" "There are some other things i'd like to eat..." The dark haired boy commented while looking at the girl in front of him with the most devious smile. "Your mother must be an excellent cook, everything she makes seems to be... tasty"
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