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*Tim wanders downstairs, yawning. He's dressed as usual, see the piccie? Sliding up to the bar he give a small smile*

Ahhh...Morning in Milliways. How sweet it smells.

*His hands drift towards each other, fingers crooked. Muttering beneath his breath, he twists his hands this way and that, until a haze of red mist rises between them. Staring deeply inside the spell, Tim continues speaking in tongues. Come, bug him, it's not that important.*

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Zips past him on her way to crash upstairs in her new room. "Hello.Goodnight."

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*Tim waves idly, wondering who that was.*

Hi, bye, sleep well!