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He looked back in surprised, his head tilting slightly. "What?"
She frowned. "Because. Clearly I'm.. privileged, or whatever. I haven't experienced the things you have."
He went into the bags to help, remaining quiet.
"Well, no.." she said, getting some pajamas, "but I figured you would be more tolerant of things."
He raised his eyebrows before shrugging it off. "Huh. Alright then."
She looked around the room before going to put her bag down. "Why don't you like this town?"
He looked confused. "..A cupcake?"
She gave it to him, pursing her lips. "So what's up with this town?"
He got up, coming out and inspecting. "What did you get?"
She crossed her arms, her brows furrowing. "You're so mean."
Abel was in the planning room, writing in a notebook when she returned. His head was resting on his hand and he glanced up at the door opening.
"Right," she said slowly, a small frown on her face. "We'll be out of here soon enough."
"Yes," she said, starting off. "You seem nervous."
(Yoop!)
She took it, giving him a slight nod. "Thanks." She turned to Ferris. "Let's go."
He waved slightly, awaiting her return.
He nodded, taking a sip. "Alright."
She reached into her back, shuffling around before putting the money on the counter.
He looked back at her, squinting. "Here."
She was watching intensely. "Yes. Just for tonight." She paused, frowning. "And make sure there are two beds."
