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Makes me think of a detective novel :marseylaying:

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Shit, he thought. Another day. Bright sunlight beamed through broken blinds. His head felt like someone dropped a sack of bricks on it and his lower back was on fire. What the heck happened last night? The room stank of fresh vomit and stale beer, but then, it had smelled like that when he checked in. Christ, not again. He rolled over with a groan, fumbling for his badge and his weapon.

If he was ever going to crack this case, he needed to get off the sauce and into the zone. The Autozone.

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:marseychefkiss:

When we had that writing contest, I was going to write a short story about Marsey as a hard-boiled detective, but didn't find the time. I should write it anyway :marseydetective:

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he should :marseynorm: go over and get grillpilled with monty instead

https://i.rdrama.net/images/17311810626814444.webp

puppy place :marseymap2: across the street :marseyryu: has amazing :marseypomni2: reviews

https://i.rdrama.net/images/1731181012055719.webp

all of them

⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ heckin pupparinos so cute love puppies

⭐ this is puppy :marseyklennysoren: auschwitz wtf

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