Mr. Tatto Wants Me

the situation outside through the thick glass in the main room of Racher Art

osition. A bottle of wine with three shot glasses, a pack of cigarettes, and a lighter lay on the table surface. The woman lit

. "You're right, Bianca. I sh

ned against the broad chest of the black T-shirt clinging t

ka glass filled with a small am

meet at th

ur

ng after the sound of a scooter stopped in front of Racher Art, Jose hurriedly ran out because he w

id as if ready to enjoy Jose's wrath. Still, Denis didn't look at his friend while Jos

app. Don't you prioritize your customers?" Jose began his rant. "Are you-"

, my scooter almost hit a small dog in the middle of the road. It turned out that the dog's leg was already injured. It looks like

then rubbed the back of his neck. "I've

Marra handed hi

rushed in and placed the pizza box on the table's surface, making Bianca'

ed his wallet from his pants pocket, Jose hurri

her earlier? Now she's

pop." Jose came out and handed her a bill he had

nted me earlier, so I had to give you the c

eant it. Consider it my a

e pizza. I have to go back now." She looked up at the sky. "It's almost raining." He put on his helmet and hurried to sit

ould stay here for a while," Jose said. P

and it was deserted. She squinted at Jose like she was suspicious of something. It was raining like this, and th

of hands. "I'm not a bad

d me your

vities on the sofa. The woman had been sitting on Denis' lap for who knows how long, draping

miled, then shook her head. "No, it's better for her to get caught in the rain here. Wouldn't it be nice if we could chat for a while? She could be the one to talk to when Denis and

ng Jose shake his head made her sigh in annoyan

r. So, Miss. It would be best if you hun

er head quick

e. My boss and his

l m

ought." Jose pointed to the sofa to his right, which would be invisible from the ma

ot lying?" asked

check for

t-the girl almost cursed at the sight of a pair of humans busy making out, s

right. "Hey! Can you guys stop doing that? You're making this girl unc

perated look. "Since when do employees manage their boss

e it

now, and looked back at Marra. "They

to join them." Marra pointed to the

again, and he arranged two chairs on the side of the glass l

or drugs, do you?" The gi

at

y. She ventured back i

much attention to the pair of humans on the sofa out of surprise, but now Marra could see that the man in the black s

exchange glances for a few seconds before Marra b

ca directed Denis' face to look at her again. "As lo

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