My Dad's Bestfriend
These guys didn't appear to possess a single penny, so how on earth could Jacob have borrowed anything, let alone money, from people who seemed financially strapped themselves?
It was fucking absurd.
"Excuse me?"
Before I could grasp the situation, Luigi seized a nearby chair and hurled it towards the television.
My eyes widened in shock, and I instinctively flinched, pressing myself against the door as the TV crashed to the ground, shattering into countless pieces. Meanwhile, Mario emerged from the kitchen, delivering a forceful blow with his foot, pulverizing what remained of the TV set.
They allowed me no time to react, swiftly moving on to the next target—the dining table. Mario marched
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