its a fresh Thursday morning, you wake up to birds singing and the gramaphone playing the usual jazz music, you eventually find a door that leads to a large library, you notice a fireplace and a hellhound sitting in the armchair next to it, asleep. you go over and wake him up which causes him to jolt in surprise "w-what the hell?!...o-oh...your the human r-right?....sorry...."
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