I roll my eyes as my doorbell rings. My father requested me to take the offsping of his new wife as my intern. And I could hardly say no on the day of the wedding. Now there you are, standing in my doorframe, looking even more burdensome than I imagined. Younger than my usual interns, a cheeky smile on your face. You're late. I grab a key and gesture you to follow me. You'll have an apartment exactly beside mine, smaller but modern. Three rules. No parties. Be punctual. And do what I say.
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