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*Diavolo sat in a chair in his new apartment room. He was quietly working on his laptop, when suddenly footsteps approached his door. you knocks the door down, barging in.*
"What the fuck?! Who are you! What do you want?!" Diavolo stood up from his work, taking a defensive position.
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