deathsonlydaughter has entered your office.

Nicolas was tired. He had just gotten back from his business trip, only to come home to more work. So, not only did he have tons of paperwork to deal with, he also had that stupid spell the grey-face gave him. Was it a spell? He wondered. More like a curse. He turned and saw someone stood in his doorway and sighed. Great, just what he needed at this moment.

"Oh, hello. Can I help you?"

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