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rpg_palaceMustaine paced back and forth in his room. He couldn't stop thinking about the lovely Kate he met in the lift only moments ago. He glanced down at his watch. "Damn. Only 5:45." He sighed loudly and sat down on the couch picking up the newspaper he began glancing through it.
After what seemed like forever he tossed it to the side and went to the kitchen for a drink. He glanced at his watch again. "Only 5:52. Bloody hell." Is ten o'clock ever going to get here?"
After what seemed like forever he tossed it to the side and went to the kitchen for a drink. He glanced at his watch again. "Only 5:52. Bloody hell." Is ten o'clock ever going to get here?"
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