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No oh my goodness I’m sorry I won’t make another dad joke come back Midas sir!

♚ There was a long pause where no sound could be heard. Then, Midas was slowly poking his head into the room, his eyes narrowed as he glared.

♚ “I don’t believe you.”

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I love you so much babie

I love you too!!!

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At least you’re feeling like yourself king sir! Quick question though: during your time as “boss man” has there ever been a moment where you were so stressed you completely lost your shit?

♚ Midas raised a hand to his chin, trying to remember the last time he actually went off.

♚ “Well, there was this one time. My HQ had gotten attack by some random group of people and after the fight, that I won, one of the Shadow guards said something rather irritating. So, I went off on him and then proceeded to turn him into some new decor.”

♚ An almost evil grin came to his face as he remembered the incident.

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Do you like tea? Or is there anything I can do to make you less stressful and more awake? Our majesty shouldn’t feel so gloomy 😞

♚ “I’d love some tea. I don’t care what flavor just make sure it has a spoonful of sugar.”

♚ He wouldn’t say he was gloomy. More like grumpy. But of course, he wasn’t going to say anything about it.

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Slept but didn’t sleep well? How many hours did you get? Did you sleep in a weird position? Or is it because you just don’t sleep often?

♚ So many questions and yet not enough energy to actually answer them all. So, Midas just leaned back, his eyes closing before responding.

♚ “Yes.”

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Hello again! Might I ask how you’re doing today Midas?

♚ Midas was standing on the table, a cup in one hand as he stared blankly at the wall. Seems he wasn’t focused because the cup in his hand began to turn gold. The voice seemed to snap him out of whatever daze he was in, his head whipping around to see who it was.

♚ “Oh. I’m a bit distracted.”

♚ He looked down at the cup and frowned, now placing it on the table as it was kind of useless now.

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Aw Midas sir what’s the matter? Are these impersonators stressing you out? Do you want a massage?

♚ “I would prefer if you didn’t touch me right now.”

♚ Midas stepped into his office, his hands clasped behind his back as he refrained from touching anything.

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Hello again your majesty! Might I ask how your day is going so far?

♚ “Its been... stressful.”

♚ Midas was still currently under his desk laying on his back with his hands clasped together on his chest as he stared up at the dark wood.

♚ “I think it’s because I slept but I didn’t sleep well.”