[Raz stares at all the boxes laying around. Some of them are open, full of memories and sentimental things, paintings, Hello Kitty, and random junk. He looks up at the ceiling.]
Hey man, I live here. You can't just move out of your parents' house and expect to leave your crap laying around.
[When he doesn't get a response, Raz does the thing that
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