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the roof - thursday early evening - 9/25

Liir had made up a small basket with a decent spread of food: dark ginger cake, a couple of steak sandwiches, a few small jars of something to drink. He wasn't sure if Amber would want dinner here or wherever their flight may take them... or if she wanted to eat before a flight.

Either way, he was content to wait for her there, broom and basket and book (he'd grabbed a book from his room) and all.

[for one, but open like a roof is!]

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