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Here's a boy, no older than nineteen, quietly sipping from a mug in an interdimensional bar. There is a rather large panther lying next to him, purring softly as the boy scratches its head. Floating in front of his face is a book, which he is absently reading. Given that he didn't walk in from the door, it can be presumed he is probably a tenant who came here from one of the rooms upstairs at some point.

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the man of your dreams
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Here's a boy, no older than nineteen, quietly sipping from a mug in an interdimensional bar. There is a rather large panther lying next to him, purring softly as the boy scratches its head. Floating in front of his face is a book, which he is absently reading. Given that he didn't walk in from the door, it can be presumed he is probably a tenant who came here from one of the rooms upstairs at some point.

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the man of your dreams
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Here's a boy, no older than nineteen, quietly sipping from a mug in an interdimensional bar. There is a rather large rather ponty-eared panther lying next to him, purring softly as the boy scratches its head. Floating in front of his face is a book, which he is absently reading. Given that he didn't walk in from the door, it can be presumed he is probably a tenant who came here from one of the rooms upstairs at some point.

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the man of your dreams
Eriol dreams

Here's a boy, no older than nineteen, quietly sipping from a mug in an interdimensional bar. There is a rather large rather ponty-eared panther lying next to him, purring softly as the boy scratches its head. Floating in front of his face is a book, which he is absently reading. Given that he didn't walk in from the door, it can be presumed he is probably a tenant who came here from one of the rooms upstairs at some point.