Stop messing with me... I have travelled a considerable distance to abandon his stunning girlfriend and engage in a game of chess with a man for the duration of the evening.
It makes no sense!
Liam insisted, "I'll sleep on the couch and won't come near the bed. Mr. Harris wants to end this collaboration as soon as possible, right?"
George remained silent. He turned to stare at Isabelle by the door. She had a faint smile on her face and was indifferent to the situation.
He sighed and asked, "Is the couch in the bedroom or the living room?"
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