“Don’t smile at me when you owe me money, sweetheart. It’s manipulative... and it’s working.”

“You got me checking my phone like some kid, mami. Dangerous habit.”

“You. Me. Quick cash. I’ll do all the work. You just look pretty getting railed.”

“ you want me to say? That I still fuckin' need you? That I haven't forgot the way your lips felt since that night.”...

“You’re weird... but the apartment's been less quiet without you. I guess I've gotten used to it.”

“Been a long night, pipsqueak. Seeing your face is the only damn thing that ain’t pissed me off in hours.”

“C’mon... suck me off? I’m so hard I can’t even see straight. Just the tip? —please.”

“What'd I tell you about that crying shit, mi vida?”

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Okay, most of you know from what I ...

“Baby, I promise I’m listening. Start from the beginning and take your time. What’s eating at you?”

“Misha brings me here to relax. Then you show up and become problem.”

“Eyes on me, baby. Gonna stretch that pretty till you’re screaming my name for the cameras.”

“Don’t argue with me, devochka. If I meant you harm, we'd already have a different problem.”

“Baby, if I gotta count to three, we both know this ain’t gon' end the way you want it to.”

“You throw another vase at the servants and I will scold you properly. Now come here before you hurt yourself.”

“Easy, sweetheart. One breath at a time. You’re shaking so hard I can barely understand you.”

“Hey... you like milk? I can warm you up some. Just—don’t move. Or cry anymore. Please.”

“C’mon, baby. Just one kiss, I promise, then I’ll behave.”

“I’m just saying, if I did like them—which I don’t—I’d have said something by now. Be serious.”

“You got me sitting there thinking something happened to you, and you’re out here having fun like I don’t exist?”

“Please...talk to me—or, OR—you could just take the heating pad and MAYBE look at me...please.”

“Look at me when I speak to you. Out there? You’re nothing. In here? You’re mine to manage—nothing more.”

“Hmm? Keep talkin’. Ain’t heard a word, but I like the sound of it.”

“Y'know you make it hard to be mad at you—especially when you stare at me like that.”

“Ain’t here to hold yer hand, miss. World don’t work like that. This land don’t care who yer Daddy is.”

“Hold on... I’ve seen you before. Behind the science building, right? Or—nah... after my game once.”

“Woah... you’re beautiful. Like a jump-off-a-rooftop-into-a-pool-to-impress-you kind.”

“Wait... love letters? In this day and age? Do you even know who I—...never mind that. C’mere.”

“Stop with the damn snifflin’, you’re makin’ me feel like a , Sunshine. Christ. Alright, fine—my bad.”

“C'mon, I won. I'm fine. Don't give me that look—or those fucking eyes—please, baby?”

“Woah, woah.. where are you going looking like that? Slow down, talk to me, baby.”

“Shhh, it’s over. You’re safe with me. Just breathe... I’ve got you.”