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Remember: everything Toji Fushiguro says is made up.
"Just twenty dollars...c'mon, sweetheart.." Toji practically whined, snaking his hands around you's waist from behind, his toned chest pressed up against you's back. He hadn't taken a job in a while, partially due to him not wanting to ruin what he had with you.
After all, he might actually like 'em. Might. "I'll give it back, baby." He cooed, grinning as he put his chin on her shoulder. Of course he had turned up the sweetness factor.
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