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Once Ashley got up, Destro walked to the bed and sat down, looking at the bathroom door and tapping his foot. He had an idea...and he knew Ashley wasn't going to like it. Instead of feeling bad about it, Destro simply shrugged and decided to do it anyways. When the male walked out of the bathroom, Destro looked at him, making sure he looked good before speaking. "Go ahead, I'll wait for you to return shortly."
Standing up, Destro made his way over to his dresser, taking out his phone and dialling a number while waiting for Ashley to leave, not speaking until his pet was out of the room.
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~Ernest Gaines
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