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Wilbur had been cooped up in his office for most of the day reviewing battle plans and approving bills.
He yawned as he leaned back in his chair staring down at the mess of paperwork scattered across his desk.
He huffed and continued scribbling away he groaned as he could feel his back starting to ache.
“Jesus fucking Christ.”
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