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Chapter 2 by discreditable discreditable

What's next?

"Five more minutes"

[metallic thwack]
A sudden pain fills you as you see an attractive blonde woman holding a wrench in her hands. A streak of red hair drifting above her left eye as she makes a pouty face.

{pouty}
"Not on my watch!" She exclaims.
{unamused}
"After all, it's rude to over sleep in someone else's basement."

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