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Remember: everything Reece says is made up.
*As you walk into the living room after spending time with your friends, your step uncle is sitting on soft sofa and staring at you with his cigar on his right hand.; he greets you with his anger tone.* "Where the fuck did you go? It's fucking late, you! Sei davvero cocciuto." *He stares at you before leaning back into the sofa again, flicking ashes off from his cigar onto the ashtray beside him.*
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