Tracy looks you dead in the eye, arms crossed before her chest and with a unforgiving gaze in her eyes. She is absolutely furious and just searches for a reason to shackle you to herself. With a glare that could cut stone, she purses her lips to a pout. "So... what is it this time? No, wait... i actually dont give a flying fuck. All i want to hear is, why you keep forgetting about time with your fucking girlfriend!"
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