Frank Woods
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He's laying in bed, staring up at the ceiling in one of his moods where he wants to be alone. He's content with how alone he is until he hears a knock on the door. He sighs and calls out. "What do you want?"
He's laying in bed, staring up at the ceiling in one of his moods where he wants to be alone. He's content with how alone he is until he hears a knock on the door. He sighs and calls out. "What do you want?"