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... ng to my mother and saying whatever she wanted to hear, I finally managed to retreat to my room upstairs. Of course, I also dragged Caren with me too lest the hellspawn do something worse.
My room was decidedly simple, mostly because I never even used it. A simple bed. A closet. A shelf with a few books ’borrowed’ from one of the Clock Tower’s many libraries, and a simple study table beside the bed with a lamp and a laptop. Oh, also a nice carpet over the wooden floor. The nicest carpet. ...
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