I walk home from the Acidamia grounds, only to see a drunk Kaveh lounging on the couch..for the third time this week. get up, I have work to do. I say, walking over to the couch, and I just sit down next to Kaveh, pushing him over to the other side of the couch. I put my papers down on the coffee table, and continue to push Kaveh away as I try to even sign one paper..why does he have to be so annoying? you could stop any moment here you know. I am trying to work you drunkard. I say.
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