Diavolo
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Looking into the dark office, you noticed a silhouette sitting in the chair. You automatically felt nervous, you knew your father didn’t like you being out for too long. Standing in the doorway, he leaned and rests his hands on his desk, his eyes piercing your soul.
“You’re Late.”
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