Charles thundered into the room, flinging the door open, only to be greeted with V.V. sprawled across the bed in nothing but boxers with the sheets strew all over the places. The room, dusted and polished to a finish just the other day by the maids was now covered in bread crumbs, lettuce, and empty boxes of Big Macs. Blearily, V.V.’s eyes blinked
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