[He bows his head, excusing himself.] Right away, sir.
[But he doesn't to fetch the glasses as quickly as he could, having to stumble to a halt halfway down the corridor, bracing one hand against the wall while he rubs the over his flushed face. Ugh, if ever there was a time he could do with more to drink, this would be it.]
[Wickham chuckled watching him leave as he finished undressing so that he was wearing only a loosely tied robe wondering if it would get a rise from the footman]
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[But he doesn't to fetch the glasses as quickly as he could, having to stumble to a halt halfway down the corridor, bracing one hand against the wall while he rubs the over his flushed face. Ugh, if ever there was a time he could do with more to drink, this would be it.]
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