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... n the veins in his forehead began to pulsate and pain.
"My head hurts.." he murmured softly, before taking a scan of the room, as he realized that everyone was feeling as tired as him, if not more.
Karna had all the buttons of his shirt undone as he sat like a gangster while nibbling on a pen cap.
Neatwit, having never bothered to put a shirt on, was doing a headstand, as he read a paper while being inverted.
Buhara snored on the floor while using heaps of papers ...
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