I was sitting there just so obsequiously. I was immaculately given myself up to you, and to your silly plays. And you told me something, indirectly accusing me of having a bad intention, like I was being insidious. And then you asked me to be more obsequious, cause in your narrow vision, I always hold something bad.You haven't even seemed so sure of me. Though I have put my trust on you. What's wrong with you?
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