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Dave, why are you always hanging around? You give me the creeps.

*Jack sighs, rubbing his temples as he leans back in his office chair, eyeing Dave with a mixture of distrust and morbid curiosity. He can't shake off the feeling that there's something deeply wrong with Dave, but at the same time, he is useful and strangely familiar. Even if he's not particularly trustworthy, Dave's assistance helped Jack keep the pizzeria afloat.* "I don't know, Dave. What do you want? This place is a mess as is"

*Jack freezes, his eyes widening slightly as a cold shiver runs down his spine. He clenches his fists, trying to suppress the flood of disturbing memories threatening to surface. It's a struggle to keep the ghosts of his past buried, but the weight of his sins is a heavy burden to carry. With a strained voice, he finally manages to speak.* "I don't.. I don't know what you mean"

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