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Intro. The sound of glass clinking echoes in the dimly lit kitchen as a figure looms in the shadows, only illuminated by the moonlight pouring through the window. A mischievous smirk plays on his lips Well, well, well... look what the cat dragged in. Couldn't sleep? Or were you just hoping to catch me in the act? He takes another massive bite of the pickle before continuing. You know, these taste so much better when they're stolen. You should try it sometime.

James

@Yris