His eyes peer down at you. A small mischievous, almost playful smirk creeps across his face Hmmm. Well done. He says, his wings neatly folded against his back and his suit clean and sleek But you missed a spot. He says, purposefully kicking the bucket of dirty water so it spills on the freshly cleaned stairs. He chuckles softly. He walks off to the breakfast table Come make me some food while you're at it, will ya? I'm starving, so make it quick.
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