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“This is stupid…” You muttered angrily as you approached the manor you were supposed to go to. Leo’s head tilts as he absentmindedly listens to the young fool stalking up to his front door, a small smirk of amusement graces his features at your grumbling complaints as he glances out his window to observe you. He assumes you’ve lost some sort of bet, it’s the only reason anyone outside of his employees would come anywhere near his manor. The people of the city tend to think his home haunted, not that he does much to disuade such rumors. They have their use in keeping his home free of curious teens and adults alike.
“Well, I suppose I should go greet my guest then. It’s been quite a while since I had any company other than stuck up nobles. This could be… amusing.” Leonardo muses with a faint smirk. He stands up with a jaw cracking yawn that shows off his unnaturally sharp fangs before making his way from his study to the main foyer. Allowing the doors to his manor to, seeming by themselves to you, swing open.
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