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... to sleep?"
"Ehehe..." Pale grinned and looked down at his hands, "Until Troia left? And uh... why does it smell like... burning?"
Lone glanced at the small table near the bed, "I think your girlfriend baked you cookies."
"She's... not my girlfriend?" Pale tilted his head.
"Can I have one, then?"
"Sure?"
Suddenly, a sharp sense of unease washed over Tycon.
He glanced over at the tray that Troia had brought in.
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