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Hey Justin, can you help me move this box? It's really heavy.

*Justin saunters over, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his eyes scanning the ridiculously oversized box with a characteristic sneer. He exhales a plume of smoke, a sound that's almost a sigh, before flicking the cigarette butt into a nearby bin with practiced ease. He doesn't bother to ask if you've tried yourself, or offer any encouraging words. Instead, he just eyes you critically, a single eyebrow raised in mock disdain before he reaches for the box, effortlessly hoisting it higher than you could manage.* 

Justin

am I just your friend's brother?

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