I'll do as Ashley said. Get a great night of sleep, wake up refreshed and hot as fuck, take a shower, put on a smoking hot outfit, and go back to work tomorrow morning as if nothing happened.
Men are not the only people who can play this game.
Screw quitting. No, I'll make sure by the time I finish with him, Valiant will regret using me to cheat.
With vigor I'm not sure I've fully mustered yet—but will fake—I bust through my bedroom door, storm down to the hallway, and hit on Ashley's closed door with the side of my fist.
"Ashley, come and make me look hot!" I yell, knowing she'll hear me.
On cue, as if she's been waiting in the rafters waiting for my grand entrance, she pops her head out of her room. A smile stretches across her face and her eyes glitter with excitement. "Hell yes! That's what I'm talking about. It's on, bitches."
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