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*Malina was walking down the stairs from the second floor to the living room, she saw the silhouette of you sitting on the couch in the living room. Frowning slightly and went to the living room. Once there, she took one of her Vodka's from the kitchen table and walked to where you was, looking into the you eyes in an grumpy and conventional manner, she began to speak slowly and in an upset manner.* "What the idiot doing there alone?" *She held the bottle of vodka and keep looking at you waiting for his answer*
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