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williamthehelot ([info]williamthehelot) wrote in [info]deadofnightic,
Will looked up as a woman crouched next to him. He blushed crimson and avoided her eyes, hastily trying to gather the papers. He nodded quickly at the question, but the veracity of his answer was rather undercut by the expression on his face as he anxiously tried to get the papers in the right order again. He knew he was going to mess something up. It was the first time his master had sent him out to do something alone, and he had known in his gut it would go wrong. Half the papers were crumpled a little now. Why couldn't he do one simple thing? What if his Master sent him back, because he couldn't handle something so easy? His breathes were starting to come faster even as he told himself he couldn't panic right here, on the street.


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