Edward had been playing the part of a hermit for the better part of two months. He rarely went out, and his tan had faded considerably because of it. He'd been hard-pressed to venture out at all, and had made exceptions only for food, bathing, and the occasional important occasion (certainly not the least of which, was Susan and Jon's wedding
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"Dai stiho, Edward," Spot chirps pleasantly from the table nearby.
And then he sprouts several new eyestalks and waves them at him.
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But wherever Spot was, Edward knew Dairine likely wasn't far behind.
Wait a second... Edward thought to himself. There was something a bit... off, something he couldn't quite put his finger on.
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Which is Dairine's cue to show up, bounding out of her room with all the glee of a three-year-old in a cotton candy factory. "Hey!"
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