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[img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180515/97caacbceeb199a2a729638f0625a511.png[/img][hr][/center][indent]Once in the room with Claire, Abram scoffed at the luxury they were given by the office, which was something almost like a practical joke. [color=3A5057]"You're right, let's get a few drinks in me and go over these files."[/color]

Tossing his bag to the side, Abram spread the files out on one of the tables for Claire to have her once-over. A second after he finished spreading the files he darted off to the fridge that was in their room, reaching for two bottles along with an ice tray and two glass cups. The clinking of the glass and bottles rang as the wizard made his way back to the table, taking a seat as he filled the glasses up with the liquor and a few ice cubes.

[color=3A5057]"Guessing we start this party?"[/color][/indent]