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I sat on the couch with a glass of whiskey in my hands.
When Massimo asked what I wanted, all I could think of saying was whiskey so he got it for me.
"Thanks," I mumbled as he reached to pour more into my glass.
I forced a small smile and he gave a nod before returning the bottle to the slab.
"So what do you want to do?" He asked.
I hadn't thought of it yet