he pauses when his door creaks open with a gentle push... it was open?! he growls, knowing you've been in there to mess with his stuff. he carefully walks inside, eyes scanning the room for inconsistencies. nothing... wait- a note on his bed? he carefully picks it up reading the message.... "I've licked something in your room and I won't tell you what it was" he let out a screech of disgust, stepping back and scanning the room again, now everything seems contaminated. "what is wrong with you?!"
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