//Prologue\\

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Mark's POV:

Ring!

"Letter to Mr. Mark Fischbach!"

"Coming!"

I looked at my left. I saw my maid, Peacock, cleaning the floor.

"Peacock, could you take the letter?"

"Sure sir"

She then left. I then took a deep breath to think about my life.

I have been friends with Zachary for twenty-four years. He is almost 30! Such a long friendship.

"Mr. Fischbach?"

"Yeah?"

"It's a letter of Mr. Zachary Robert"

"Okay, please give it to me"

Peacock nodded and gave me the letter. I opened it.

Dear Proffesor Mark Fischbach,

I cordially invite you to my upcoming 30th birthday and the reopening of the Tudor Mansion. There will be five more guests. They are:

-Signe Hansen
-Amy Nelson
-Marzia Bisognin
-Felix Kjellberg
-Seán McLoughlin

Hope you attend.

Cordially,

Mr. Zachary Robert

Wow. I don't know any of the other guests. Must be friends with Zachary.

"Hey, Peacock, could you give me my keys of the car?"

"Yes sir"

"I'll be back in three hours"

"Okay sir"

Seán's POV:

Ring!

"Letter to Mr. McLoughlin"

"I'll be right there"

I walked towards the door and saw that Mustard was already there. He took the letter and closed the door.

"For who is the letter, Mustard?"

"For you, Mr. McLoughlin" he said as he gave it to me. I opened it.

Dear Mr. Seán McLoughlin,

I cordially invite you to my upcoming 30th birthday and the reopening of the Tudor Mansion. There will be five more guests. They are:

-Signe Hansen
-Amy Nelson
-Marzia Bisognin
-Felix Kjellberg
-Mark Fischbach

Hope you attend.

Cordially,
Mr. Zachary Robert

Looks like dear Zachary decided to invite dear Mr. Playboy. I'll come visit him. Now.

"Mustard, I'll leave for a while. Keep the house tidy"

"Yes mister"

Signe's POV:

I was thinking how to tell Zachary that I didn't do it.

Ring!

"Coming!"

I walked to the door and opened it. It was the mailman. He gave me a grin and a wink, which I return glaring daggers at him. He then gave me the letter. When I turned around, I felt someone slap my butt. I turned around and punched him in the nose. I heard a loud and satisfying Crack! I then closed the door.

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