Darlington
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He sat before the roaring fire, legs crossed at the ankles and eyes focused on the haggard book in his hands. The expression on his face was tired, placid and sleepy, but he was definitely worn down after days running around campus, surviving on little more than basso belladonna and Pammy's generousity.
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