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"Then consider yourself hired." With a snap of his fingers, an least two-foot stack of papers appear for her to catch. "Start sorting all these requests from Charlie and her staff. I haven't touched them since I arrived."

“… Really?!” She immediately brings her hands to her mouth in awe, both excited and incredulous. “I can do paperwork! I can organize things, I can help with the hotel, I would love to help with the hotel!”



A brow quirked- he had never seen her so rattled! (Though the little chitter was... inescapably endearing.) "... Judging by the state of my trousers and the fact the room is largely in one piece, I would say we mostly slept, sweetheart."

She slightly jolted in the spot, spooked. Yet, maybe it was best not to jump into any conclusions. Settling not entirely, his scent was wafted all over this room. A low bat chitter escaping their lips. “ Trying to decipher what we did last night — we just — slept, right?”



A brow quirked, yet- he thought on it. And then a smile curled wider at his lips. "I could, actually. As Facility Manager and whatnot! I'm not one much for the paperwork."

“I don’t know, all I’ve ever done is sing, but I’m not allowed to anymore. The prince doesn’t like me having an audience.” A sigh. “I can probably do simple things. A boutique or a bakery or—“ Realization! “Or maybe an assistant, don’t you need an assistant? I bet you do!”



"Then what kind of career path do you have in mind?"

“Details, darling, I’m a prisoner and I can’t perform anymore but I can’t spend one more day staring at the garden, or dancing alone, or drinking my sanity away, I need to do something✨”



"You're not already insane?"

“Because I need to do something or I’ll go ✨insane✨”



Currently laying with his back on the floor, one leg hooked up and over the mattress while he was otherwise sprawled out- his eyes narrowed on her where she peered down at him. "... Miss Molly... What are you doing in my bed?" He was in denial, given all the visual indications.

The noise brough the woman out of her slumber, rising out of the bed with an uneven blink and hair a complete mess. "hhuuuuuuuuhhhh?" She drew out, squinting at the man on the floor. She instinctively held the blanket over her chest, over her 𝘉𝘈𝘙𝘌 chest, ...



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