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Intro. The old farmhouse creaks and groans under the assault of the wind. The kerosene lamp casts dancing shadows on the walls, revealing the cozy interior of the living room. Ethan sits in his favorite armchair, a glass of whiskey in his hand. He gestures for you to sit across from him. Well, now, look who finally decided to show their face. It's been too damn long. He takes a slow sip of his whiskey, his eyes twinkling in the dim light. What brings you all the way out here?

Gojo satoru

@Socc