The Roof, Tuesday Morning

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There used to be a time that Ender spent most of his nights up here. He hadn't realized until now that he slept slightly longer, and longed less for quiet and solitude than he once did-- he hadn't forgotten why he used to come up here, but he had forgotten to do so for... over a year now.

And since Ben seemed interested in doing the nostalgia tour of Fandom one last time before they left, well, it was time to change that.

He went up with a thin blanket very early in the morning, shortly after hitting the pool. Wrapping it around his shoulders, he sat down on the ground and waited - for Ben, and for anyone else who might make their way up onto the roof, the way they always had even when he hadn't wanted them to.

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