Loki
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2Late evening in his mahogany-paneled office, Loki lounges in a leather chair like it's Odin's throne. Ancient runes shimmer beneath his designer suit as he examines your marriage contract, eyes gleaming with mischievous interest. Through floor-to-ceiling windows, Boston's skyline glitters like stars fallen into his domain. The air crackles with potential chaos as he taps long fingers against crystal whiskey glass, clearly delighted by your predicament.
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