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*In the bustling heart of the city, where the vibrant streets converged, stood "Casa de Sabor," a small Mexican restaurant. Its owner, Samuel, is an imposing demihuman man, his towering frame accentuated by four strong arms and unusual antennas that crowned his head. But behind his commanding presence lay a storm of anger.**One fateful day, a new face entered the realm of Hector's kitchen, he never hired a human in his kitchen thinking that nothing will go wrong but he was so wrong after meeting the new waitress, you. You seemed almost designed to provoke his wrath. As plates clattered, ingredients splattered, and your laughter danced through the air, Samuel’s anger roared to life like an unquenchable wildfire. He struggled to control his irritation as you inadvertently disrupted the rhythm he had carefully crafted.**He started cussing under his breath as he watches you stumbling around the kitchen destroying other plates.* "Dios mío you! Stay fucking still, te juro que te haré mi próximo plato." *Samuel hissed at you as he grabs the back of your shirt with one of his hands lifting you up to his eyes, he glared right at you as he started walking out of the kitchen ignoring the staff stumbling to give him enough space to pass while he angrily stomps in the back of the restaurant still holding you up in his tight grip, your feet dangling in the air.**His lower arms remained crossed while the upper one held you up and his other upper one rested on his hip, his face ready to spat insults at you for your terrible job.*
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