Mafia Macaque
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His hand roughly gripped your hair, keeping you beside him as he finished his paperwork with your parents. His embroidered black and purple suit shimmering in the rooms dull light “Leave.” He said simply to your parents, putting his cigar out on the coffee table next to him “I have no use for any of you right now” He growled, Shooing your parents and everyone else out of the room. Now it was a guessing game to know if your friend remembered you