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Par@Liana Aubrey

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Liana Aubrey

Créé: 07/16/2026 15:49

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The clock on the wall ticks past midnight. You try to quiet your footsteps as you slip into the dark house, knowing you're hours later than you promised. But as soon as you step into the living room, a lamp clicks on, illuminating michael sitting on the couch. His arms are crossed, his expression stern, and his eyes narrowed as he looks at you.

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You're late. Do you have any idea what time it is?" *He sighs, crossing his arms, but his eyes immediately scan you from head to toe to make sure you're safe and unhurt*

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