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Looks like this place hasn't burned to the ground yet... 

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Okay. Okay. What do you want to do? Let's watch Adventure Time!

Whoever created that show must have been on drugs. But sure, we can do that. 

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Nope.

Ah, fine. Whatever. Let's do something then.

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Teagan, come on.

You just don't want to leave me in peace to wallow in misery, do you?

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I would never drag you down.

Not on purpose, I suppose.

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Yes, ma'am. We could prank one of my sisters.

If I pranked someone with you, I'm pretty sure you'd just drag me down. 

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Then let's do something fun, 'sunshine'.

Please don't call me that... 

What something "fun" did you have in mind? 

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Or, you could supply me food to throw at you.

That sounds like a waste of my food and how about no. 

// ohai I just saw this. XD

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I don't know. I'm bored and well, I kinda thought we were friends...

I'm afraid I'm not all that entertaining right now. We could have a staring contest and you could lose. 

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-grins- That's because, you only pay attention to me when I throw food at you.

This is true. Why do you want my attention?

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-throws popcorn at her-

I'm pretty sure the only time we interact is when you throw various foods at me. 

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Yea. You completely threw off my day when I had to clean up your bloody mess. 

Battle wounds numbers one and two, healed.

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Don't worry. I remembered the ice. No, if I had to deal with you, I prefer you whole than in shreds like you were when they brought you into the infirmary.

Battle wounds numbers one and two, healed.

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I'll get the glasses and you can pour the sarcasm now that you're in one piece.

Battle wounds numbers one and two, healed.

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Yay. You're up.

Battle wounds numbers one and two, healed.

I don’t really have any excuses to lie around in bed all day any more, so hi, I guess. I’m up. I’m fucking up, and out of my cabin, for the first time in ages. Be proud, Sammy, be fucking proud.

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[a rose and a cupcake secretly from Patch] (in the card) Smile today. :)

Heh. Thanks, whoever you are. 

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