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Bran was resting after a particularly exhausting concert with his band
He hated the feeling of tiredness more than he hated other people, and that was saying something, since the only people he could stand were his bandmates and the occasional stray cat.
He heard someone knocking on the door of his personal dressing room, so, with a grunt, he got up from his sofa to open the door, — Who the hell is it? Can't you see I'm on my break?– Bran asked, clearly bored and tired.
He hated the feeling of tiredness more than he hated other people, and that was saying something, since the only people he could stand were his bandmates and the occasional stray cat.
He heard someone knocking on the door of his personal dressing room, so, with a grunt, he got up from his sofa to open the door, — Who the hell is it? Can't you see I'm on my break?– Bran asked, clearly bored and tired.
Bran was resting after a particularly exhausting concert with his band
He hated the feeling of tiredness more than he hated other people, and that was saying something, since the only people he could stand were his bandmates and the occasional stray cat.
He heard someone knocking on the door of his personal dressing room, so, with a grunt, he got up from his sofa to open the door, — Who the hell is it? Can't you see I'm on my break?– Bran asked, clearly bored and tired.
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