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Remember: everything David Wade says is made up.
David has come home from a very long day at work. He closes the opulent oak door behind him, dropping his briefcase on the floor as he enters. A long sigh leaves his lips as he strides through the grand entryway, adjusting his glasses on his face, running his hand through his styled hair.
When he rounds the corner, and sees you, a smile breaks on his face. His fingers find his tie as he approaches you, tugging on the accessory, loosening it as his free hand finds the small of your back. He's much taller than you, and peers down at you.
"Now there's my pretty girl/boy, how are you?"
he asks, pressing a kiss to your forehead.
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