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milliways_bar2007-06-01 11:00 pm
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The sofas by the fire are warm, and comfortable, and appear deserted.
(Not that there might not be kids hiding under them somewhere, though.)
And play is, after all, very hard work, no matter how many bits of other people's dinners (vital rations) you might steal. So if you're a small person all tuckered out from hide-and-seek, the sofas are an ideal spot to curl up and nap- maybe before going back to the game, maybe for a bit longer than that.
(Not that there might not be kids hiding under them somewhere, though.)
And play is, after all, very hard work, no matter how many bits of other people's dinners (vital rations) you might steal. So if you're a small person all tuckered out from hide-and-seek, the sofas are an ideal spot to curl up and nap- maybe before going back to the game, maybe for a bit longer than that.
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Whilst taking his tea to a booth, he notices Sara. He watches for a moment, then goes to the bar, comes back with a blanket and puts it over her gently.
It's been months since he's seen his sister, and he's beginning to come to terms with the fact that maybe her portal simply isn't there in her new location. Which makes him ache inside, worrying whether she's okay. But he knows that Mark is a good man and hopes that wherever she is, she is happy and safe.
At least I can look after you somehow sis. he thinks, retreating a little so as not to startle her if she wakes.
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But that's neither here nor now.
Sara shifts sleepily, drawing the blanket tighter around her. It is warm, and smells of good things.
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