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[loudassassin]

It’s about 11:47 when Squalo barges into his own room, carrying a bottle of white wine he managed to procure from A ‘Friend’. He screeches, possibly loud enough to wake the whole manor if they weren’t already up. “VOOOOII! I know you’re not in bed already.” The swordsman closes the door and makes his way to the bed, taking a seat and kicking

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[iknifeyou]

"Ah, but I am." She's not really ready for bed, but she is curled up comfortably amongst a pile of stolen pillows, reading.

Belle scoots a little further on her side of the bed to give him ample room, but doesn't look up from her book, or respond past that. It's a very good book, you see.

[loudassassin]

And Squalo all but blares the TV on the local news channel, just to be an ass. He sets the bottle on the nightstand, sprawling next to her and being generally nosy. "The hell you reading, anyway?"

[iknifeyou]

"A Breath of Snow and Ashes. And there's nothing on but a New Years countdown anyway, turn that off." Time travel fiction amuses her, because it's usually way off mark.

[loudassassin]

"No. We're watching the countdown, and then we're getting drunk off our asses." Squalo's never heard of it, so he can't comment.