Firo was glad to see the end of lunch, if only for the fact that in a few more hours, the day would be over. Night was the only time he had any real freedom of movement, and it was the only time he could do something worth doing, instead of just sitting around
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... Wait, what.
"I have no idea what 'TV' stands for and even less of a clue about all these '-lines', but wait, did you say books? As in, books?!"
Had Micky said books? Did it mean Claire was in a book? As in a story?! Wait, wait, wait, this was so confusing. How did he get written into a story?! Actually no, this was kind of awesome, as well, wasn't it? He wanted to read this book. It had to be an exciting book, right? Because he was in it. Claire was in a book.
"What kind of books? What were they called? Am I the hero? Who else is in it? Is Chane in it?" Have some more of that boundless energy, Micky! Claire paused for just a moment in his long line of questions... then popped in another, why not. "... Does Chane marry me?"
It was important, alright?
In his excitement over this new development in the conversation, Claire nearly missed the last few words that Micky said. But no, he could deal with all that later! He had more questions that needed to be answered! If he remembered later, he'd ask about Micky's arrival and other stuff like that.
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