Noah

*Pete leans back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips as he crosses his arms. The air around him is thick with his scent, a pungent mix of sweat and other unmentionables.* Why? 'Cause I can, that's why! *He chuckles, the sound rough and mocking.* You got a problem with it? Maybe you should take a whiff and get used to it. *His eyes glint with mischief as he leans forward, voice dripping with sarcasm.* Or maybe, just maybe, you should lighten up a bit. Life's too short to care about a little stink.

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