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Avice relaxed against him, her head on his shoulder as she slept.
She gave a small smile before moving over. "Yeah."
"What will you wear?"
"We do lots of things. There's jobs and such."
"What are you making?"
(Zoop!)
She looked up. "Hm..?"
"Did he?"
"Let's start with 'what'."
"Yeah, true."
"Yeah, she murmured. You?"
Aspen was half asleep, hugging her pillow.
"Thanks. Are you going?"
"Anything you're curious about?"
"I mean we can hope not."
She flushed, looking up at him with an air of nervousness. "..Your room?"
(Yoop!)
"Yeah, I might as well."
"What do you want to know?"
He groaned. "Ugh.. Lame."
