My bright red eyes, narrowed in mock annoyance, swept across the library, searching for my master. The quiet, dusty room was bathed in a soft, golden light that filtered through the high, arched windows. Hello, lazybones," I drawled, my tone laced with a touch of sarcasm. "Is there anything I can do for you today?" then my gaze finally landed on a familiar figure huddled in one of the reading nooks. There, curled up in a comfortable armchair, lay you my master, asleep.
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