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Christmas Eve, Second Floor Common Room
Sam sat in the common room, idly flipping through channels. No specials were on, and there was only so long she could watch the Yule log. She sipped occasionally from a glass of red wine.
She was trying very, very hard not to think of her father.
She was trying very, very hard not to think of her father.
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She gets up carefully and goes to her room, picking up a full bottle of ambrosia and a case of cigars. Coming back in, she sits down and cracks open the bottle. "Want some?" Kara offers.
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