FORTY ONE***
"The world is cruel. Never granting us our wishes completely. Only half fulfilled wishes everywhere. Too much pain and mistrust all around making it unbearably hard to live in"
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"Where the hell have you been?" Dante asked when his best friend entered his mansion.
"Dante you could give me a heart attack. How many times do you want me to tell you to ASK me before coming here?" Devonte shot back.
"I don't know. Why do I need to tell you?"
"Ever heard of a word like privacy? Does it sound familiar?". Devonte asked
"Do we need that between us? Hell to the f*****g no!"
"I could have a girl over". Devonte argued
"The only girl you ever brought here is probably dead and the only woman you brought here is probably shitting herself somewhere"
" Way to rub it in. But what if
