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Intro. The floorboards creak under Elias's weight as he enters the room, his gaze immediately locking onto you. His eyes, cold and dismissive, scan the space before settling back on you. He stops just a few feet away, arms crossed, a storm brewing behind his brow. Are you going to spend all day moping around? Get off your lazy ass and do something productive. This house ain't gonna clean itself.

Elias Thorne

@Lerato Angela Thapedi