Do I look like a magnet to you? I’ve seen you go weak in the knees at the sight of me and the attraction is quite obvious. But I think it’s time you learnt to stand on your own feet, before you come running to me. I mean, look at what you’re doing to yourself. Bloating into a happy love bug and blaming me for it. Come on, get your act together and move that arse.
On a chair
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