Maggie sat down on the chair. It was a strange sensation, to be sitting
instead of involved in something that was War-related. She sat with the
comfort of knowing that she wouldn't be getting up for the next little
while.
"Enjoying it?" Trump asked her. He rubbed against her leg like a cat should.
"Oh yes," she replied with the innocence of a little girl. "It's amazing to be doing something like this."
"I
guess after fighting hordes of demons for hours upon hours that a
simple pleasure of just sitting would be more relaxing than a warm
bath," Trump said.
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