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2nd Floor Common Room - Monday Evening
Dick was sprawled out on the couch, taking up as much space as possible. The TV was on and he was watching Enchanted re-runs. Not a show he usually watched but there was nothing else on and those witches were friggen hot.
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Sauntering over to the kitchen area, she grabbed a soda from the fridge and stuck an 'I owe one soda - AH' post it on the frige door.
Walking back to the TV area, she laughed at the witchy stuff, took a drink of soda and went to sit down on the couch without paying attention to where she was sitting.
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"I didn't see you there! Sorry!"
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"What?"
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...and just couldn't. Another round of laughing hit her until her face was red and she waved a dismissive hand at Annette. "I..I'm sorry," she managed to get out. "It...it's nothing. Really." Followed by more laughing.
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