Deoir tore a small piece off, eating the banana muffin slowly as she
wrote in her notebook.
One of her minions scuttled onto the
table, it's croaking chatter almost buzzing as it snuffled around. Deoir flicked her fingers to shoo it off as it neared her
breakfast. It deterred the minion for a few moments, but the creature
returned, thinking it's creeping approach would go unnoticed. Enough
was enough, and Deoir pushed it off the tabletop. It fell on the
floor with a thump and screeched a complaint.
“Be glad I did
not disembody you, my pet.”
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