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Post by Penny Royals on Aug 8, 2014 17:55:19 GMT -8
It was around sunset in mid-November. So far, most of the day had been boring for the only two people in the Jones's big house. Quite literally everyone else was out, having left early in the morning to set off for Maine. Of course, the two who were left behind weren't allowed to go because they would 'probably go running off and get possessed' (an actual quote from the youngest Stark sibling).
So they'd played video games most of the day, lounging around and eating pizza, since Liz had left them quite a bit of money.
The boy was beginning to wonder if he was being babysat and Liz just didn't want to outright say it.
Right now he was lounging over the couch, upside down, the breathing mask he used most nights on and running while he read his book. It was probably getting late, but it wasn't like he (or, he assumed, Goody) was tired or anything.
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