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Annie was standing in the living room looking a bit like the cat that ate the canary, but also looking just a bit scared. Mitchell had barely had the time to stumble out of bed and down the stairs, but he was grinning back at her now.
"It'll be good for you," he agreed, raising the cup of tea she'd shoved at him. "Though I'd say take Chloe with you, she'll be able to see some of the city, yeah?"
That might keep Gilbert from depressing Annie too much.
[[ for chloe! ]]
"It'll be good for you," he agreed, raising the cup of tea she'd shoved at him. "Though I'd say take Chloe with you, she'll be able to see some of the city, yeah?"
That might keep Gilbert from depressing Annie too much.
[[ for chloe! ]]
