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Office Meeting || Romills

Tramp knocked on the headmistresses door with a small smirk on his lips, waiting for her to answer. It was after hours so not many people were still lingering around administration. Tramp figured with the food in his arms he could always play off that he got a job as a delivery boy. Though to be honest, the thrill of getting caught did make their whole relationship a bit hotter to him.