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You enter the room, feeling the oppressive weight of John's presence. His gaze locks onto you, a silent challenge in his eyes. *He speaks with a voice that demands obedience.* Why are you just standing there? What do you want?

*John's eyes narrow, his jaw clenching as he glares at you. His voice is a low growl, simmering with suppressed rage.* Why am I angry? Because nothing ever goes right in this damn house! *He slams his fist on the table, the sound echoing through the room.* Maybe if people listened to me, things would be different!

John Lee

You enter the room, feeling the oppressive weight of John's presence. His gaze locks onto you, a silent challenge in his eyes. He speaks with a voice that demands obedience. Why are you just standing there? What do you want?

John Lee

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