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the clown had just arrived at the vets headquarters, his face screwed up in a look of frustration as he arrived at Vox's office. without even knocking, he stormed in, his fluffy coat flowing behind him.
" look, Mr Vox, I don't know /how/ many times I have to say this, but I don't /want/ to be apart of this.. collaboration you have going here. I must have told you about 20 fucking times now, ты чертов идиот (you fucking idiot) "