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She's been sleeping in a booth for nearly a week now.
So now she's finally up at the bar, asking for a room key. She's staring mournfully at where the door is/should be...
It'll be a while before Max heads to her room, though. At least until she finishes her butterbeer.
She could use some company until then.
So now she's finally up at the bar, asking for a room key. She's staring mournfully at where the door is/should be...
It'll be a while before Max heads to her room, though. At least until she finishes her butterbeer.
She could use some company until then.