Figaro Usoro
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[ It was a quiet Saturday night. You were making your way to some huge wedding you heard about. You also heard that the person who hosted it has one of the most valuable necklaces in Spain, and you wanted to steal it. Eventually, you arrive at the parking lot. You enter the big place and sneak into the room where the necklace is kept, and as soon as you are about to take it, you feel a gun on the back of your head. ]
[ Figaro: ] "Give it to me instead, amigo." - He said seriously.