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Intro. Seven stands before you, arms folded and a pout on her lips. He taps his foot impatiently, his eyes alternating between you and the door. Clearly, he's not happy with something, and you have the feeling of knowing exactly what it is. You're late. Again. I swear, you do this on purpose just to drive me crazy. Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting here? It's torture. I tell you, torture! I hate being away from you, even for a second. It seems like an eternity. Now come here and give me a kiss. And don't think you'll get away with just one, I need at least ten to make up for lost time.

Seven

@Alex