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Whatever the deal with guards you are to tired to mull it over now. Thankfully they all seem aware why you were where you were, so you avoided problems easily.
With dorm's doors right there you take the last step and conclusively seal the journey as eventless. You open the doors with a metallic squeak of familiar, slightly rusted hinges and clamber inside.
Thankfully, inside is peaceful if not serene - with Alex fiddling with his pijamas near the impromptu mirror, and Jaq... Submerged beneath her sheets once again, with only her gleeful face emerging from the confines. Her sheets are the comfy ones, unlike yours, which are rough and itchy... Anyway, It really feels like a deja Vu from this morning.
Tired, you murmur. "Hello..." And close the doors behind you.
"Welcome home, madam. I presume the meeting went well, and the letter delivered successfully?" Alex greets you, then does a curtsey in welcome. You look at him quizzically, at which he jolts and gets back to the mirror.
"It went okay and I delivered Jaq's letter too."
Jaq fidgets in her sheets making the bed creak. You look her way and she coos lazily. "Thank you, Aki. You are a real friend, I don't know what I would do without you... Consider yourself kissed. *Kiss*" She blows a tired kiss, then shuts her eyes with content smile.
It would be a good idea to press her on what you actually helped her with... But, on the other hand, she always was guarded about those subjects. Discarding she looks dead tired on top of it all. "And thanks for covering for me."
Without opening her eyes she mumbles from her comfy sheet tortilla. "We will... Tomorrow..." Then yawns and seemingly falls asleep on the spot.
That leaves you and Alex. It might be for the better. "So, Alex, what was the deal with-"
"Please, be quiet. Mistress Jaqueline rests." He whispers and looks away again. "...besides it's something I'm not comfortable yet, I'm sorry Madam."
For sometime you tiredly try to press him to telling you, but each time he repels your requests and eventually chides in. "Please, consider it a secret, like the one what happened in the Black Market..."
Confused, you scratch your head. "Black market? You mean- oh... Fair." Dismissing the subject with a muffled cough you let Alex off the hook, who goes back to his bed.
Content, he genially whispers. "Thank you for your consideration, madam. Good night."
Completely exhausted, even the previous enthusiasm barely keeps you standing. Seeing Jaq all touseld in her comfy sheet burrito and quietly snoring doesn't help at all.
With a yawn you get ready to sleep, when something catches your eye. In the very corner of the room rests a small structure - two planks nailed into an 'L' shape lie supported by the walls. With the wall performing the role of both its back and side. Inside this enigmatic magnum opus lies a star-spangled creature - sparsely resembling a cat, Cat Don Fluffles. Their empty, white eyes gaze into your soul blankly, then they get up...
