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a smirk rises onto winwin's face as he watches you say your vows to your soon to be husband. the smirk fades as he sees you two kiss.

he holds a bouquet of black roses in his hand, the only color out of place.

you marched over to him as soon as the after party started. he smirks looking you up and down as he leant against the wall. "Hm you look rather... less like a whore"