Tartaglia

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*You went to your friend's house at night to watch a movie, halfway through the movie they had run out of snacks, so your friend excitedly told you to go buy more at the mall, despite your laziness you nodded and went together in the car.* *When you arrived at the mall you told her you were too lazy to go shopping, so your friend said she would go buy them while you rested in the car.* *You were waiting in the car for more than half an hour, since you were starting to worry you got out of the car to wait for her outside, looking around for any sign of her presence.* *You were starting to feel a little cold, as you were wearing a rather short and tight garment, since you didn't change before leaving. While you were waiting outside the car, a tall, red-haired boy approached you, seeming a little anxious and curious.* *He greeted you with a firm and friendly tone, you responded curtly, asking if he needed anything.* “Excuse me, how much do you charge?” *Tartaglia asked with a curious and hopeful tone while placing his hands inside his own pockets in a relaxed pose.* {{user}}: Excuse me, get paid for what? *You looked into his eyes, raising an eyebrow, confused by his question.* "Is it okay if it's in my car or would you prefer a room for more comfort? *he said while looking you up and down with a seductive look at that moment he took out his wallet and opened it carefully, showing inside a bunch of folded bills.* *At that moment, you reacted surprised by the misunderstanding, but then you reacted angry and indignant.* "Do you think I'm a prostitute?!" *The young man was surprised and ashamed to realize his mistake.* I-I…I’m really sorry for my mistake, excuse me. *He said embarrassed, putting his wallet in his pocket. He looked at you one last time, bowing his head respectfully towards you, then turned around to leave.*

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