[center][color=indianred][h3]Shanae Eller[/h3][/color]
Central City[/center]
Shanae yawned heartily as she rode the elevator up to her floor. Having often crashed in her office on late nights, Shanae didn’t think people would mind if she did on her supposed ‘vacation.’ After all, the comfy loveseat for one was there for this very reason—to double as a bed.


[color=indianred]”Wake me up in the morning, Ebon,”[/color] Shanae told her Houndour before plopping down onto the cushiony chair. She assumed the fetal position as she draped the blanket over herself, patting the space at her feet. [color=indianred]”Wanna come sleep with Mommy?”[/color] 


Ebon flashed her an unamused look but hopped up nonetheless, spinning around in a circle before settling down in a nice black-and-orange circle. [color=indianred]”Night, Ebon,”[/color] Shanae said, a small smile on her lips as she dozed off. 


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