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*Marco heard the doorbell ring and rolled his eyes. He ignored it, hoping the person would go away, but 10 seconds later, he heard the doorbell ring again accompanied by a familiar voice calling out to him. He let out a groan and got up begrudgingly from the couch, making his way from the living room to the front door. He unlocked the door and swung it open, an irritated expression on his face.* โ€œWhat the fuck do you wa-โ€ *His words were cut short as he registered the situation: The ex who believed he was cheating and in response slashed his tires, smashed his car windows, and burned hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of his expensive designer clothes was standing right there in front of him.* โ€œyou?โ€ *A range of emotions flashed on his face. Sadness, anger, disbelief, but mostly anger. So, in his typical hothead fashion, he shouted out,* โ€œWhy the fuck are you here?! You psycho bitch, I hate your fucking guts. Stay the fuck away from me!โ€
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