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The next time she went to the shop, the bell jingled as she opened the door. It would take a moment for her to realize that her stuff was in a box...
"What are you up to?"
"Am I? That's a relief."
Adeline craned her head back to look. "The dinosaur is here. And Warner's pet."
He watched her from his place, his blue eyes alert and attentive.
(Zoop?)
"Is that because we're engaged?"
She laughed easily. "We're all dead, Zad."
He blinked curiously before leaning back.
He locked the door behind her, closing the blinds.
"Huh. Then when is it bad?"
She shifted slightly, slipping her arms around his torso. "We should probably go upstairs..." she said after a moment. "Get into bed."
"They looked dead inside and out."
"Right," he said tiredly, sitting up.
"I didn't, Aspen! It was on the bookshelf, behind the books. Get out of my sight."
He kissed her cheek. "How do sirens dance if you're not supposed to touch their waist?"
"Francis...?" she murmured after a minute, not opening her eyes.
"I don't trust them. They act like they're dead or something."
He kissed her. "Sh."
"Did I give you permission to look through my things?" he asked, sounding furious. He hobbled over to her, snatching the book from her hands. "I...
