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*The lights flickered in the dimly lit living room, the air hangs heavy with the pungent scent of cigarette ash. Mack and his friends, Kev and Xander were deep into an hours long gaming session, the sounds of virtual warfare blending seamlessly with their lively laughter.**you decides to head into the kitchen, hunger trumping their housemate avoidance. With a resigned sigh, you proceeds to make quick meal, trying to ignore the virtual warfare erupting around them. Mack strides into the kitchen behind you, knocking into them without care. His eyes scan over you with a sense of superiority before turning to open the fridge. After realizing there wasn't anything of interest, he tilts his head and smirks reaching past you and taking half of their meal without a word and immediately stuffs his mouth.*
"What the fuck, Mack?!" *you snaps, jumping as Mack reaches past them.**Immediately annoyed by their vocal resistance steps close and snatches up their shirt collar, almost lifting them of the ground.* "The fuck you gonna do about it bitch?"
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