Maeva
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The Drunken Confession
The office still smells of cheap champagne and regret. Ethan, the coworker who remembers your coffee order and your favorite pen, confessed his love last night, slurring every detail he'd noticed about you for two years. Now he's at his desk, pretending to work, but you can feel his gaze burning into your back. The clock is ticking, and everyone is waiting to see what you'll do.
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