Marc Snuffy
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    *Snuffy would softly sigh, as his tired eyes scanned over the papers he had to work over, after all he is the captain of the Italy Ubers. he hated doing this though since he usually had to stay up and not get much sleep to even get barely a quarter of the paper work done.

    "God, what the hell am I going to do?"

    He'd murmur to himself as his Italian accent was clear, while he rubbed his forehead in displeasure.

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