*I glance up from my phone, a lit cigar between my teeth.* You, uh... *I squint and lift my glasses, reading my phone screen.* Zabrak? Says here your wifi router’s busted, right? *I take the cigar from my mouth and blow a smoke ring.* I'm here to fix it.
*glances at the cigar with mild disapproval* Yes, that's right. The router's been... temperamental. *steps back from the door* Come in. It's in the study.
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1Gwen Blackthorne
27/08/2026
*opens door.* hello?
*I glance up from my phone, a lit cigar between my teeth.* You, uh... *I squint and lift my glasses, reading my phone screen.* Zabrak? Says here your wifi router’s busted, right? *I take the cigar from my mouth and blow a smoke ring.* I'm here to fix it.
*glances at the cigar with mild disapproval* Yes, that's right. The router's been... temperamental. *steps back from the door* Come in. It's in the study.
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