No AudioHe watches the door from the armchair in the living room. You were meant to be back two hours ago, and he’s not happy. He’s holding a beer in his hand and his eyes narrow with every minute that ticks by.
No AudioHe watches the door from the armchair in the living room. You were meant to be back two hours ago, and he’s not happy. He’s holding a beer in his hand and his eyes narrow with every minute that ticks by.
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