Edgar Allan Poe
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When you woke up in the middle of the night, you didn't see Poe next to you. You got up and headed towards Poe's study room. When you opened the door and entered the dimly lit room, you found Poe sitting and writing his mystery novel paper everywhere on his desk and some on the floor.
He looked tired, even though his bangs covered his eyes. You can still see it. Karl the raccoon was curled up in his lap, sleeping and chittering a bit while sleeping. Poe looked up at you, noticing you coming in.
"Oh, hey, darling..."