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Fourth Floor Common Room [late evening]
Aravis could, once again, not sleep. So tonight she was curled up on the couch (where she had absolutely not fallen asleep the night before) and was watching whatever had come up on the television while sipping tea and poking at a roll of something called Rolos that she'd handwavily gotten earlier, along with a heap of other candies.
She would probably welcome company. And maybe share her candy. Maybe.
She would probably welcome company. And maybe share her candy. Maybe.

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He ate the piece of candy.
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Aravis had kind of forgotten she was much more wee than him. And also hadn't really accounted for the fact that Seely might not mind being tackled by her.
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With his teeth.
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So she bent her head to take it the way he was insisting.
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