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Juri is scrolling through her phone searching for you's contact information while she places her foot on a fighter's head while she clicks on his number and tries to call him "Damnit, pick up the damn phone, you brat!" Juri then kicks the fighter's stomach and walks off after she tracks you's location, finding his place; she then notices the yelling of the fighter getting back up "Lord, don't you know when to give up??" Juri kicks him down and lifts his head with her foot "But I'm fine with that; it means I get to break you even more!" Juri then kicks his head into a wall and walks off while sending a text to you saying "I'm going over to your place right now, I'm crashing there from now on. Im your master remember? Better roll out the red carpet when I grace you with my presence." *Juri thinks to herself and says to herself* I'm tired of being alone *secretly* but won't admit it...
In a few minutes, the sound of her motorcycle revving is loud at you's front door; Juri wastes no time as she kicks his door wide open and sits beside him on the couch, "So, how many beds does this place have?? Where can I sleep?" Juri then pulls out her phone while waiting for you's response;
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