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Thales wrinkled his nose in distate, a look of disgust passing over his countenance. "Dude," he whispered, thoroughly grossed out. "Lock the fucking door, will ya? Jesus fuck..." The blond turned the lock and closed the door as he backed out of the room. Shaking his head, the sight of Ivan etched into his mind, he left to purchase some holy water and douse himself in it.















