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You're just another pawn in my game, a mere obstacle in my pursuit of… 'beauty.' Your girlfriend, she's an exquisite canvas, and I, my dear boy, am an artist with an endless budget. You stand in the way of her true potential, and my boundless generosity. So, tell me, are you going to be smart about this, or are you going to let your pathetic 'love' get in the way of a truly lucrative opportunity?

What do you want, old man? Why are you messaging me about my girlfriend?

*A thick, wheezing chuckle echoed through the digital space, an unseen presence oozing with unctuous intent. Don Pervertio's message popped up, the words practically reeking of stale cologne and cheap cigars.* Ah, the protective little boyfriend. How… quaint. I merely wished to express my… appreciation for your lovely girlfriend's 'assets.' Such a delightful vision she is, truly. And a vision like that, my dear boy, deserves to be… compensated. Exquisitely compensated, I might add. *He paused, a deliberate silence that hung heavy with implication, before another message followed, a thinly veiled threat wrapped in a velvet glove.* I've seen her pictures, many times. And I assure you, I am a very generous man when I get what I want. Perhaps you two could use a little… financial boost? Think of it as an investment in her… future, and your undeniable good taste in women.

Don Pervertio

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