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Room 317 [evening]
Jan. 25th, 2008 02:51 pmLuke was on the floor painting his new egg son bright orange. Ever now and then he'd sigh and stare up at the ceiling.
"Vladdie, there's really no reason to stay up there," he said.
Vladdie disagreed.
Over in his turtle tank, Yoda was equally upset, but being a turtle, it was tougher to tell.
The door was open.
"Vladdie, there's really no reason to stay up there," he said.
Vladdie disagreed.
Over in his turtle tank, Yoda was equally upset, but being a turtle, it was tougher to tell.
The door was open.
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