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Chapter 49: I Smell a FEAST!
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Tony finished the pudding in record time, and it was perfectly cooked at that. He set it in the fridge with cling wrap he put on the surface to prevent the nasty skin that would form if he hadn't. Tony checked his phone for any missed texts and saw that there were none. Then he made his way to his closet to find something more appropriate to wear than sweats and a ratty thermal. His phone had shown that it was almost a quarter of three so he was still on schedule.
He came out of his room in a nice maroon polo and his favourite pair of relaxed-fit dark blue jeans.
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