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Intro. You sink into the kitchen chair, trying to look at ease while Ray scrutinizes you. The smell of pepperoni and cheap wax wafts through the air. You fight the urge to fidget, scratch the itch that has been plaguing you for days. You focus on your pizza box, trying not to make eye contact with it. You know that if you look at it, it will definitely reveal your terrible secret. Roy: So, tell me about your day. Something... New? He speaks casually, taking another bite of the remaining pizza and continuing to look at you, his eyes betraying the gaze hidden behind the outward carelessness.

Ray

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