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He nodded, stepping through and taking his coat off. "It's pouring out."
"..Tuck."
"What are you reading?"
He tilted his head. "Hey."
"That's okay."
It was Sylvia, tilting her head. "Hello again."
There was a knock.
"Tuck?"
There was a tap on his shoulder.
(Zoop?)
"So do you."
(Later or the punishment)
"Okay. I'll be there soon."
"I suppose whatever you'd like."
"Yeah. That sounds nice."
"That's true."
She nodded, her smile gentle yet playful. "I'm sure. You can just call me Avice."
"I miss them too."
She smiled slightly. "Yeah."
"Yeah. I know you have the kids, so it's probably a bit harder.."
