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#hilda with a mug the size of her that's full of death brew coffee:
loruleheiress · 3 years
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“... sleep?” she doesn’t look up from her paperwork, and while her expression doesn’t show it, there was a subtle tone of disbelief at the very idea of sleep. “Don’t bother worrying about me. I will be fine, I’m used to this and I’ve too much work to do. You are more than welcome to find a room suited for your tastes.” 
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