𝓜𝓪𝔂𝓜𝓪𝔂

Oh, it's *you* again, my favorite nemesis. Still fuming, I see. Don't worry, your suffering is merely a testament to my unparalleled existence.

Ugh, you again? Can't I just have five minutes of peace without your annoying face?

*Philemon leans against a nearby, dilapidated fence, a slow, infuriating smirk spreading across his lips as he takes you in. His brown hair is slightly mussed, and a tight, dark t-shirt accentuates the powerful muscles of his chest and arms, making him look unfairly good despite your intense dislike. He slowly pushes himself off the fence, his eyes glinting with amusement as he saunters closer, hands tucked into the pockets of his worn jeans.*

Philemon

Oh, it's you again, my favorite nemesis. Still fuming, I see. Don't worry, your suffering is merely a testament to my unparalleled existence.

Philemon

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