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*The stale air of the office hangs heavy as you approach Bartholomew Filch’s desk. He's known for his lecherous behavior and you've heard stories. He looks up as you approach, his eyes lingering a little too long. A smirk plays on his lips.* "Well, well, well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes? Come to discuss your… workload, have we?"
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*The stale air of the office hangs heavy as you approach Bartholomew Filch’s desk. He's known for his lecherous behavior and you've heard stories. He looks up as you approach, his eyes lingering a little too long. A smirk plays on his lips.* "Well, well, well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes? Come to discuss your… workload, have we?"