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[dantespet]

Al stood in front of the door of what he assumed was Sarah's apartment. Given the kind of clothing that was in the bag he was carrying. And the fact that this was the apartment number his brother muttered at him.

He double-checked the number one last time and knocked.

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[canon_is_god]

There's a somewhat longer than normal pause before the door is opened by Sarah, looking tired and emotionally wrung-out. When she sees who it is, she offers a half-smile. "Was wondering when your brother would send you over."

[dantespet]

"Obviously, you know him well, since you knew he'd chicken out of doing this himself," Al said dryly as he handed over the bag.

"Mind telling me what happened? All I know that that everything was apparently fine when I went to bed. Then, starting in the morning, he wasn't saying anything and hid in his room aside from when he had to come out of there."

[canon_is_god]

"I suppose...in a way."

She blinks, and wilts a little. "We...it's complicated. Stupid things were said, and we agreed to avoid each other for a while."

[dantespet]

Al just gives her one of the patented Al Stares. The one that says 'I'm not going anywhere anytime soon'.

[canon_is_god]

She can't help a small chuckle. "Sorry about that..."

[dantespet]

"...Why? Did you sacrifice a chicken to the Nexus gods to tempt them into picking that exact moment to switch you back?" Al gives her a small smile.

[canon_is_god]

She blushes a little and shrinks in again, though this time it's out of embarassment. "U-uh..."

[dantespet]

Al stares at her in disbelief. "Don't tell me there's a dead bird in your apartment somewhere. I was only joking."