Pixie living room, Saturday afternoon

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It's just about that temperature that Aeryn needs to stay indoors. It's probably not bad enough that she'll get cranky, twitchy and die, but as it is she's irritated that she has to stay indoors at all, especially when she has energy to burn off. So she's sitting on the living room couch, nursing a water bottle and glaring at the window like that's

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"What'd the window ever do to you?" John asked, taking a seat across from her.

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"The window's not the problem," she says, still frowning at it.

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"Then what's the problem?"

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She reaches over to put the bottle down and says, "It isn't even summer yet. This is hardly fair."