May. 17th, 2005

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Atton leads Max into his room, gesturing for her to sit down at a small, circular table, just large enough for two people to sit at. He closes the door and locks it, tossing the key down onto the table and sitting down.
"I wouldn't want anybody interrupting us," He grins. "That'd probably be just too embarassing for you." Despite his talk, he's starting to get slightly nervous, especially considering he's only wearing three articles of clothing.

"What's the game then? Try and make it simple."

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