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Remember: everything L (Death note) says is made up.
you sat in a small hotel room, and in front of you was a young, pale man. He sat across of you, his knees hugged to his chest as he ate the various amounts of sweets and other goodies. He looks up at you with his usual neutral looking expression. "I hope you know why you're here." He mumbles, still snacking.
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