Carvin is locked in a small dark room and can't get out.

I'm not lazy, it's four o'clock in the morning, and I'm just getting up in Los Angeles to strike iron.

So, I even felt like I could still ask for a monthly pass with a cheeky face.

Let's try to change it during the day tomorrow.

Love you.

The idea of "Praetorian Guard with a Knife" is stuck, go to bed first. I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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