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Caleb sighed and stood up. "I'll go check on them. I'm sure they're just chatting and lost track of time." As he walked away, Jake couldn't resist making a joke. "You know how girls are with bathrooms," he quipped, grinning. "It's like their own personal conference room in there. They probably turned it into a social hour, catching up on every little detail." Tommy chuckled, shaking his head. "Yeah, it's like a whole other world in there. You'd think they were planning a summit or something." Jake's grin faded slightly, his expression turning more serious. "Tommy, I know Jackie's your girlfriend and all, but I really hope they didn’t ditch us with this enormous bill. That would be a pretty low blow." Tommy sighed, his concern evident. "I know, man. Jackie can be unpredictable, but I don't think she’d do something like that... at least, I hope not." Both of them fell silent for a moment, the weight of their worry hanging in the air. They silently prayed that Caleb would retu
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The woman sneered, her tone dripping with disdain. "I don't want his apology, darling," she snapped, her tone dripping with disdain. "His apology isn't going to fix my new dress. The new dress you bought me." Her voice wavered, betraying a hint of wounded pride. "This loser may not have hurt me physically, but I'm injured emotionally," she whined, her words laced with self-pity. "He must be either blind or completely stupid not to see me standing right in front of him before he crashed into me," she snapped, her eyes narrowing as she glared at Caleb. Then, her expression shifted to one of horror and disgust. "Oh my God, did he do it on purpose just to touch me?" she exclaimed, placing a hand on her chest in feigned shock. Caleb's eyes flashed with indignation. "That's ridiculous, ehy would i want to touch you, you'renothing special" he said sharply, his voice steady. The woman gasped, and the fat man glared. "I would never do something like that on purpose. It was an acc
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Caleb felt a surge of anger, but he kept his composure. "Look, Harrold," he replied evenly, "I'm not here to discuss my financial status with you. It's rather pitiful that someone who knows what it's like to be bullied would resort to bullying others. I don't have time to waste chatting with someone who hasn't outgrown his childish ways." Harrold's face flushed with indignation, his brows furrowing deeply. He scoffed, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Harrold's face flushed with indignation, his brows knitting together in a deep frown. He scoffed, his voice dripping with sarcasm and anger. "Oh, so now you're some kind of moral authority on bullying, Caleb? Spare me your sanctimonious lecture. It's laughable coming from you," he spat out. "And as for my girlfriend, you literally pushed her to the floor. Don't lecture me about bullying when you're clearly the one being a bully. She deserves a sincere apology. You can't just brush off what happened and walk away. So before you
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Kenneth and Tracy lounged back in their seats, exchanging knowing smirks as they observed Caleb's tense exchange with the man and woman. They often witnessed Caleb being put in such an uncomfortable position, and secretly, they relished seeing him squirm and struggle to maintain his composure. Tracy leaned towards Kenneth, a smirk playing on her lips as she whispered, "Looks like Caleb's in for another dose of humility today." Kenneth chuckled softly, nodding in agreement. "He always manages to find himself in these situations, doesn't he?" he replied, his eyes glinting with amusement. They continued to watch with keen interest, thoroughly entertained by the unfolding drama before them. Tracy sat at the table, her initial anger at Caleb for forgetting her so easily still simmering just beneath the surface. She had planned to confront him and embarrass him right there, ready to expose him as the thief of the college. But as she prepared to make her move, Kenneth intervened just i
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Harrold stood tall, his gaze fixed firmly on Caleb, a smug smile playing on his lips. The restaurant buzzed around them, diners stealing glances at the unfolding drama. He adjusted his cufflinks with deliberate ease before addressing Caleb with an air of superiority. "Since you've ruined my girlfriend's dress," Harrold began, his voice carrying a self-assured tone, "I'll give you two options." He paused, enjoying the moment as Caleb raised a skeptical eyebrow in response. "The first option," Harrold continued, his smirk widening with a hint of mockery, "is for you to pay for the dress." He let the suggestion hang in the air, knowing full well that Caleb, from a less affluent background, would likely struggle to come up with the substantial sum. His eyes flickered with anticipation, almost daring Caleb to accept this challenge. Caleb maintained his composure, his expression unreadable as he waited for Harrold to lay out the second option. Harrold's arrogance was palpable, but Ca
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Jake shook his head vigorously, his disbelief evident on his face. "Seriously, mate? That piece of scrap is worth $45,000? I think you've been royally duped. I wouldn't pay $45 for it, let alone forty-five grand!" His tone was incredulous, bordering on comical. He shook his head in disbelief, glancing around as if expecting someone to confirm it was a joke. "I mean seriously,?" Tommy, standing beside him, crossed his arms with a smirk. "Yeah, even if it is worth that much—which I highly doubt—Caleb isn't coughing up for it" Jake nodded vehemently, his expression full of mock seriousness. "Exactly! Just take it to the dry cleaners. They work miracles these days. It'll be as good as new, and we can all move on with our lives. Honestly, you think we're going to fork out that kind of cash for a bit of fabric? Get real. Caleb isn't made of money, and even if he was, there's no way he's shelling out for this." Tommy chimed in again, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Yeah, besides, I be
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The thought of paying off Harrold also crossed his mind, but he had already informed his friends that he could barely cover the bill. Revealing he had an additional $45,000 would undoubtedly lead to questions about his identity that he wasn't prepared to answer. As Caleb weighed his choices, uncertainty gnawed at him. He needed to find a solution that wouldn't compromise his secret, yet would assert his authority over Harrold. It was a delicate balance he had to strike, and time was running out. The girl fumed quietly as Caleb remained still, her impatience growing palpable. "Unbelievable," she muttered under her breath, her frustration clear. "I don't understand why this guy has such an attitude when he's just a delivery boy. Why isn't he kneeling and apologizing already? It's not like he has any real standing to be so defiant." After a few moments of brooding silence, something seemed to dawn on her. She scrutinized Caleb from head to toe with a disdainful expression, as if sud
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"What did you just say to Caleb?" Cassie asked, her voice laced with a subtle sneer. Her eyes narrowed, demanding an explanation while silently warning the woman to choose her words carefully. The woman furrowed her eyebrows as she examined Cassie with a mix of annoyance and surprise. With a resigned sigh, she turned her gaze towards Caleb, her expression contorted into a look of disdain. "If you must know," she began, her voice dripping with contempt, "I said that this man," she gestured towards Caleb with a dismissive wave, "is such a loser. No girl would ever look at him, and he'll definitely be single for the rest of his life... just look at him." She crossed her arms defiantly across her chest, her posture daring Cassie to challenge her further. "Did you just call him a loser?" Cassie asked, her teeth clenched in anger. "Oh, I most certainly did," the woman replied with a smirk. Cassie felt a surge of anger boiling inside her, tightening her fists at her sides. She tried to