Chapter 5: ＜Harry Potter And The Sorcerer’s Stone＞
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The man casually extended his hand toward her.
"I am Regal Seraphsail." He said with a relaxed smile.
Gwendolyn shook it, as she replied automatically. "Gwendolyn Oulworth."
"Right, Miss Gwendolyn." He said with a nod. "Shall we begin?"
Gwendolyn didn't answer immediately. Instead, she took a seat, feeling the weight of her tiredness pressing down on her.
Wait... what am I supposed to be doing with him again? Her mind wandered, still sluggish from the remnants of the previous night.
She had stayed late at the office again, grinding through paperwork until her eyes burned. She couldn't remember when she had finally dozed off, but the next thing she knew, she had woken up on the office couch, groggy and disoriented.
It was morning, and the clock read - 10:30 a.m.
And, of course, there was the lingering irritation. Why hadn't someone woken her up? That was literally their job.
But she also knew she can't blame them.