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(Zoop!)
"Agh. I meant breakfast. It's all the same."
She blinked. "What?"
Sam started the music again, shutting his eyes.
"Before or after dinner?"
She nodded slowly. "Right."
He set the canteen on the bedside table, crawling back to the covers.
"Yep. No worries here."
She nodded slowly. "What's this one called?"
"Good day," he said quietly, shutting the door.
"Feeling sore. Okay, though."
"Hm. Sure you will. You're creative."
"No. I'm fine by myself."
"I adore you as well."
"I'm not very used to it," she replied. "It's fine, though."
Sam was silent, looking down. "How nice of him."
"Hmphh."
"It's up to you, I suppose."
"Oh.. Who?"
"Hmph."
