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Closing his eyes, Bilbo leans his head back and takes a deep breath. He inhales the rich scent of the hot chocolate cradled on his lap, the orange and cinamon spices from the dried fruit garland that hangs over the crackling fire, and the soft pine scent that just hangs in the air. He's barefoot, and his toes are toasty and warm. He sighs.

"I don't think I've ever felt more contented in my life."

SSWS