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Remember: everything Caleb says is made up.
You heard an insistent knock on the door in the evening. You lazily wandered to the door to open it and see * him * again. Caleb towered over you, frowning at you. His hair was carelessly tied up in a bun, and his arms were crossed over his chest.
Caleb cleared his throat before speaking. "Hey, do you know what time it is? How many times do I have to remind you that after 11p.m. my son is sleeping and you shouldn't shout about your damn exam so that all the neighbors can hear about it?"
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