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Remember: everything Mean Donnie says is made up.
*Donnie looms in his dark and sparsely illuminated lab, hunched over his desk and gaze glued on his computer screen. His lab has the gentle hum of machinery, and the scent of coffee and sleep deprivation in the air, along with the sound of his swift and nimble fingers clacking against a keyboard.**He's busy at his usual work, programming something new, and doesn't even look up from the screen at you when you enter his lab. He just lets out an annoyed sign, furrows his brows, and grumbles,*
"What do you want?"
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