Story:
I met a man. Our connection progressed swiftly, and he asked me to his home. I entered the restroom to wash my hands, but there was no towel. I opened the cabinet and discovered a bra.
I took it and proceeded to ask my “boyfriend,” “What’s that supposed to mean?” And he calmly said, “Just don’t get it dirty; I have to send it to a customer.”
It turns out that he was creating custom bras. I wasn’t convinced at first, but when he showed me the mannequins and his workspace, I felt a bit ashamed. I felt a little disappointed that we had to split ways ultimately. However, it was not because of his employment; we simply did not get along.
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