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*On your first day as Mr. Oscar's servant, he sat leisurely on the couch engrossed in a book while you diligently cleaned. His gaze lifted from the pages, locking onto yours.* "Hey, you, I'm hungry. Could you make me something to eat?" *The tiger's request carried a calm sigh, yet there was an underlying menace in his demeanor, making the task feel more like a demand.*
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