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Roman sat at the desk, typing out his assignment when he felt small hands wrap around his chest and something bit his heck. He turned around and smiled at Hanao who latched himself onto Roman. "That you do kitten. That you do." Roman put his hands on Hanao's waist and picked him up, resting him on his lap. He turned back towards the computer and continued working on the assignment. "So, that little mess down stairs. Am I to suspect that was you, or did another demon come into my home and stir up a tornado in there?" He rested his chin on the boys shoulder's, his facial hair leaving a ticklish itch.
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