Keeping what's real.

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Clarissa walked into the large house after the door opened letting her in and shutting itself after she walked in. Martin was sitting at the large living room, eating from a bowl with diced fruits in it. His eyes were fixed on the television screen as he took one piece of fruit after another into his mouth with a fork. Immediately he heard footsteps, he turned his head slowly to see who it was. "You're back already" he remarked as he turned back his attention to the television screen. "Yeah, sure" Clarissa simply remarked as she tossed her purse onto the next couch and threw herself on it afterwards. "So, what's up?" Martin asked, his eyes still glued to the screen. "We should be expecting results in two weeks" Clarissa said ignorantly as she too began to focus her gaze on the televisi

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