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I was super drunk when Tyrrell dragged me to his house.
I don't remember most of the things that happened after meeting Tyrrell's cousin.... What was the name again??

"Twys lwet's have some fun. I know...",I said raising my hand in the air.
"Take me..." I said.
"What?"
"You heard me... Let's get busy! Birds and Bees kind a thang." I said trying to wink but ending up just blinking repeatedly.
"Now is not the time for that."
"Oh pwease you are... A um? Hmm." I said blinking shuting down suddenly I had forgotten the rest of my sentence... That's not normal... Neither is this I never get bat sh*t drunk... Ever.
Tonight must have been damn fun! Or someone gave me too many shots.

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Tyrrell carried me to a room which I couldn't recognize for three reasons. Firstly I've never seen it before. Secondly I'm too drunk to make FULL use of my eyes and other senses. Thirdly this ain't my house.
"Twis ain't my house!? Omg a rappist!!!" I started kicking and sifting all over the place. I then formed my fingers into a gun and pointed.
"Die scumbag!" I yelled making a shot sound and then flapping down on the bed. I yawned, Mmh Comphy.

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My eyes closed gracefully and slowly.
Soon I was a sleep.

....
"Ahhh!!! Ty looked at me in shock as I sat up straight.
" I remember the name, Alliyah!!" I cheered then immediately fell back to sleep. I heard a light chuckle come from Tyrrell it was soothing to fall asleep to.

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Two weeks later....

I got some guys to investigate Alliyah apparently she is clean; both criminal record and hygiene wise.
She started learning how to shoot and other important things from Josh. They have been getting close, though I'm not shocked she is attractive.

Tyrrell didn't seem to mind the fact that Alliyah was joining my Mafia. He knew the whole deal. I would have to dig up her past turn over rocks and search everything in her house. But then again he shouldn't mind, she's a grown woman. She doesn't have to consult with him on a huge decision like this one. Even though he and that awful police department are trying to stop my mafia. Fact is I'm unstoppable. 'I'm awful.' at least that's what I've been told when I'm torturing people....
I don't get it though I'm super nice. Aren't I?

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