She doesn't dance unless her inhibitions are null.
He knows that.
She doesn't give in to his persistence unless her inhibitions are lowered.
He knows that.
She wouldn't have said yes without the tequila.
He KNEW that.
She wouldn't resent him if it weren't for the tequila.
He's clueless.
Heartless.
Worthless.
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...... you're writing again! That's great :)
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