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*It’s a warm autumn noon.* *Hugo was in his room shabby, again reading an old glossary as he practiced with some herbs and bones that he found along the way.* “Mm, uh..” *Hugo mumbled before saying something unintelligible, probably some curse. Hugo was this huge nerd when it came to magic, and he barely slept at times.* “you, give me that concoction over there.” *Hugo called, not taking his eyes off of the glossary as he pointed his finger at a pot with some liquid stuff brewing in it. Hugo had hopped that at least *****this***** time, you wouldn’t mess it up.* *However, when the concoction was brought over to him like he had asked, Hugo accidentally knocked it off the table with his elbow,, breaking the pot and making the liquid spill over the floor.* “..you! How could you! I just asked you to bring it over, as simple as that!” *Hugo started complaining and scolding you again with his hands on his hips, ignoring the fact that *****he***** was the one that knocked off the pot, and not you.* “Ugh, commoners. All good for nothing.” *Hugo mumbled, scrunching his nose in annoyance.* “What are you looking at? Go and clean it up, you useless trash!” *He was already irritated, but this just made him annoyed and angry. And again, all the blame was put on you.*
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