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You should be a comedian with those jokes.

[ It's an idiotic idea, really. However he wants to be nice and presents are nice --- I guess. ]

Left hand pocket. Anna helped me pick it out.

Can’t say I have.

But hey, I don’t see much of anything, these days. 

( you’re going to have to tell her, man. she’s got no clue. )

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I've seem to have gone missing a box a little bigger than a postage stamp.

Have you seen it?

[ It's in your pocket, Cassie. Benjamin is the amateur magician not you, Zach; Stop this madness. ]

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[ Hesitation overrides embarrassment, contemplating whether to hand over the worn sketchbook. Eventually, Annalise figures she owes the stranger that much for drawing her without permission. It's full of portraits, medicorely done. Not even Zach's seen them --- consider yourself lucky. ]

Hm?

( sign language; she’s not fantastic at it, but she’ll do her best. automatically, she assume’s the stranger must be deaf. or mute, maybe both. she doesn’t bother contemplating much longer, she’s too busy trying to remember the sign for it’s okay.

so, slowly, she signs: it’s okay. may I see? )

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[ Well, that's embarrassing. Her pen halts mid-movement, freezing up all together in a rather deer caught in headlights-like instance. It only lasts a few moments, 15 seconds, before her free hand absentmindedly signs the word sorry. ]

( give her a second. somehow, people can sense when there’s someone watching them; it’s enough to wake her up. )

Jesus—I did it again.

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[ What do you mean don't absentmindedly sketch the person sleeping on the bench. Sure, waking them would be the right thing to do but she's certainly not going to do it. Not without a bribe. ]

( what do you mean don’t fall asleep on a park bench. too late. )

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[ Cassie, you're standing inside a ghost. Literally. That's ----- awkward. ]

You should move two steps to the left.

( did someone not-say ghosts. )

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[ Uncomfortable shifting, along with semi passive aggressive glances at nobody in particular. Ghosts are hella dumb. Ghosts that won't scam are even dumber. ]

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  "----Will you at least dig out the bullet afterwards?"

   You know what, just take the whole doughnut.                                     You've ruined his appetite.

     ❝Give me a piece or I will shoot you in the kneecap.❞

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