Although my non-stop chatter had infuriated Juyan, he still, against his better judgment, had a reaction.
I could tell he was desperate to regain his composure, but my constant stream of suggestive remarks kept killing the mood, and despite his best efforts, he couldn't find his rhythm again.
Finally, he gave up. Looking dejected and crestfallen, he got out of bed and went to take a shower without saying a word.
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