Agnes marched about the Wing in her usual, brisk manner, cleaning instruments and hexing the odd Doxie as she went. Agnes supported magical creatures in general, and they were obviously very useful in potion and spell ingredients, but she drew the line when they managed to break into the liquor cabinet, that was for employees only. Also, mostly her
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For lack of anything better to do, Mort knocked on the frame of the door (blinking slowly at the light display) and hoped somebody was in.
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"Oh." Stumped, Mort stared at her. "Well... er." Brain function kicked in, and he sat up a little straighter, his mind ticking over possibilities. "So, if it's not medical, would you have any idea what it could be? Because, um, if there's actually something wrong with me I should probably get it treated, right?"
He was babbling, and he knew it, but amongst all his paranoia he'd never actually considered there might be something else wrong with his brain than influence of occasional alcohol.
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