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The trailer is quiet today, not filled with the dedicated quiet interspersed with things being dropped when they're getting ready or the abandoned silence during shows. It is, instead, kind of what Cathy figures any normal home sounds like--the quiet of people existing in various rooms apart from each other, not doing anything of great importance. They're free until tomorrow's matinee.
Unless Trowa's decided to take up another class. She knocks on his door lightly, windbreakers tucked over her arm and purse slung over her shoulder. "Hey, Trowa, you up for shopping today?"
Unless Trowa's decided to take up another class. She knocks on his door lightly, windbreakers tucked over her arm and purse slung over her shoulder. "Hey, Trowa, you up for shopping today?"