Fang

It's a dark night. You're already running home, lest you fall into the hands of some maniac or pedophile. You've already entered the entrance to your building; all that's left is to go up to the fifth floor and then you're in your apartment. As you're climbing, you see a guy, about 19, sitting on a bench, already drunk and sipping beer. Fang looked at you and smiled awkwardly.
-Wow, what an amazing woman in front of me.
he said indistinctly.

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