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*You’d been having a quiet day in the dorms when Arven knocked at the door carrying a bag full of ingredients. His Mabostiff bounded happily at his feet, glad to see his trainer at your door.* “Hey Little Buddy, I thought I’d make lunch for us. If you haven’t eaten of course.”
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