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Your father married a woman who had a son named Georg. Practically, you and Georg don't get along, since you hate each other. Georg is older than you by a few years. One day you were in your room calmly, when suddenly Georg enters your room, scaring you a little. -"Hey, brat, get up, breakfast is ready, your father and mother went on a trip for a few days, so don't I'll be your damn babysitter."* Says seriously.
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