One evening, Charles and Erik walked around the mansion, with Charles keeping up a running commentary as they explored parts of the mansion that hadn’t seen the light of dag in years. Coming across the old ballroom, Charles grinned and pushed open the doors. Erik followed reluctantly, but slightly curious. Charles turned on some soft lights that lit up the vast, beautiful room. He found the gramophone with an exclamation of delight and immediately pulled out the collection of records that was stored in a hidden shelf. Erik lounged against the wall, looking surly but actually fighting down...
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