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Tagora woke up to the moonlight shining through his window. He was pretty sure he closed it but apparently simple tasks were a struggle for this guy.
He swung his delicately manicured toes over the side of his bed and trudged over to the bitch ass window he forgot to close
His [insert troll word for cellphone] PALMHUSK dinged
TIRONA: hey doofus you comin in to work today or am I gonna have to cover for you again
TAGORA: you’ve ,, never had to cover for me
TIRONA: not true
TAGORA: ‘,:/
TIRONA: ‘,:/
Tagora’s Lusus scampered into the room holding Tagoras robes and hairbrush
“Thanks mom,” he said taking the objects. The dread of the evening was starting to settle in, soon the routine will commence as follows:
1. Wake up
2. Get ready for work (1.5 hours)
3. Work
4. Go home
5. Whatever else there’s time for, which usually isn’t much