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“Hello?” he half-shouts and then slaps his forehead. Yeah, great, just call out to the axe murderer, that’ll save you for sure.
Magnus clicks on the lamp, then shuffles out of bed and gets his robe that’s on the back of the armchair in the room. He puts it on his shoulders, covering his bare chest and well, it’s a burglar, he hasn’t got time to change his pajama bottoms.
He sneaks into the corridor and hears another thump from downstairs. His breathing quickens as he approaches the stairs. “Okay, okay, chill, just Chairman, probably.”
He hears a muffled, “Ah, fuck,” and freezes on top of the chairs.
As much as Magnus has wished for it, he’s sure that Chairman hasn’t magically obtained the ability to speak.
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Or, Magnus gets an intruder at 3 a.m. But his cat likes this intruder, so maybe he's not all that bad?