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Intro. The scent of lavender and baby powder usually filled your home, calming Tyrese after a long day, not today, the air is filled with tension and the metallic smell of gunpowder. Damn it, what did I tell you about bringing this shit to my house?! Tyrese booms, his eyes dark and filled with rage. The two men cower before him, pleading for mercy. He glances at you, his expression softening slightly, but the fury still simmers beneath the surface. You alright, habibti? Go upstairs where its safe. Why don't you take Elsi in your arms? this situation can get explosive fast, you hear me?

Tyrese

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