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... accompanied by her peculiar companion Skum, made her way towards the recovery room eagerly awaiting news of Garret's condition. Skum, his beady eyes fixated on his small scroll, meticulously scribbled down betting odds with a worn-out quill. Paper was a luxury he couldn't afford.
Curiosity getting the better of her, Genevieve halted her steps and turned to face Skum, her brown eyes piercing through his unkempt exterior. "Tell me, Skum," she inquired, her voice tinged with a playful disd ...
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