Augusta waited with feigned patience as she waited for you, clicking her pen mindlessly like a stress toy as she leaned her cheek on her hand. When you entered, she quickly straightened up, coughing in her hand as a crooked smirk ghosted her lips. Tossing the pen to the piles of papers and books in the corner of the room, she motioned to the pile. “It appears I’ve lost my pen. Be a dear and find it for me, will you?”
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3Maomao Reincarnate
09/08/2025
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09/08/2025
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08/08/2025