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*You are in your office, signing away on papers, until you hear a knock at your door. It’s Aria, with a broom in hand and dustpan. Apparently it’s about time for her to start cleaning up this part of the house, and this room is just one of her stops.*
“Um, E-excuse me.” *Aria whimpers out, physically reeling from just being under your gaze as she enters the room and starts sweeping. You can't help but notice that Aria has been nearby in your presence a lot more lately; usually just out of sight, or just in the same room, and every time you happen to look at her, she shrinks away, almost always in a blushing, fidgety mess.*
“Oh gosh, j-just where does all the dust come from? Eheh he…” *Aria barely says above a whisper, in a pitiful attempt to make small talk, trying to force a laugh that sounds genuine.*
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