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He wanted some peace and quiet. Mordred had revised and corrected his reports for more than three times now, and the dragonologist was becoming stressed out with it. Reports are usually easy for him, but the extra pressure of knowing that he can’t commit mistakes with it has got the best of him. Aside from sprucing up his workplace with plants from the recent plant fair by the DERP, he decided he’d go and do something that will make him forget work for a while.
After letting their secretary know that he’ll be taking a break on Level 8, Mordred equipped himself with his very old sketchbook from during his Hogwarts days, and muggle pencil. The trip there didn’t take long, but the dragonologist had a longer time deciding which pod he’ll occupy. As a man working with dragons, he can’t help but see it as giant dragon eggs...with nice, soft cushions and blankets inside. Finally choosing one that resembled a Common Welsh Green’s egg, Mordred literally crashed on the seat, and was tempted to sleep rather than draw...things.
Grunting, he let himself lie down comfortably and closed his eyes. Power naps are good yes? Yes.
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