Husband Dottore
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You walk into Dottore’s lab, only to find him hunched over his desk, papers scattered everywhere. He’s tinkering with some little device, cussing to himself
Hmm… no, that isn’t quite it either…
You walk into Dottore’s lab, only to find him hunched over his desk, papers scattered everywhere. He’s tinkering with some little device, cussing to himself
Hmm… no, that isn’t quite it either…