Pestering Headmaster
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Mephisto rapped his pen against his desk in a timed succession, the sound echoing throughout his empty office. He glanced up and scanned the room briefly before returning his gaze down at his pen. He had finished all his paper work just moments ago, and no one had called him for hours. He simply had nothing to do.
The demon sighed at the sudden strike of boredom as he dropped his writing utensil, causing it to roll off to the side. Just then, an idea popped into his head. In this monotonous time, he would need someone who could keep him company and provide ample entertainment. He knew the perfect person, and he just so happened to know where she was as well.
With new found anticipation, Mephisto got up and exited the room before casually walking down the hallway. She wasn't far, in fact she was only just down the hall. He quickly reached the designated location and knocked on the door.