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 Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2016 12:31 am
Silence.
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Was he dead? For a moment it seemed like Bed, Bath, and Beyond had become the crime scene to an accidental murder, but fortunately Lutz popped up gasping a few seconds later.
"Yeah. Yeah, I just...I had my face in the pillows, didn't expect you to suddenly lie on me, and knew that I'd give myself away if I moved so...y'know. Think I almost died there."
"But you saved my a** from getting caught so that makes up for almost being suffocated."
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2016 12:34 am
Chel almost reached over to shake him. She was a little afraid he was dead or at least passed out. He might have been drunk and passed out. That would explain all the disney talk ...
But then he sprung to life. "Ah ... yeah. Glad you didn't die." She gave him a small thumbs up. "I work at Seven-Eleven. I'd give just 'bout anythin' fer a nap on the job."
She stood up and brushed herself off a bit. "That bein' this an' that, I think I'll leave y'to yer nap. You prolly earned it." Earned it doing ... what exactly???
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2016 12:40 am
Lutz cringed in sympathy. "That's tough. If you ever need an escape, you know where to come. If we bring some of the cushions over from the other section, we could probably build a fort--you'd deserve one."
He gave her a little salute when she got up, settling back into the pillows so that it would regain its Lutz-shaped indentation. "Thanks, I appreciate it. Even if you can't nap at your job, I hope it brings you some sort of entertainment at least."
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2016 12:45 am
"I'll be sure t'remember that. F'you somehow manage t'find my Seven Eleven, I'll drop you a free slushie." She gave him a salute back, smiling to herself. "See ya 'round, weirdo."
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