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[Fera spent the last week locked in his room and trying his best to distract himself from the sudden urge to hurt, maim, torture, kill, win. Having conditioned his persona into dormancy over the last ten years, this disturbs him to no end.
The obvious solution? DROWN SELF IN WORK.
He's currently sitting with his laptop in a corner of the café, totally immersed in some sort of text. It's clearly quite important -- therefore, he must be interrupted at all costs. |D]
The obvious solution? DROWN SELF IN WORK.
He's currently sitting with his laptop in a corner of the café, totally immersed in some sort of text. It's clearly quite important -- therefore, he must be interrupted at all costs. |D]