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It had been a good Saint Patrick's.
They'd spent the morning in their room, praying (if there was such a thing as a Catholic priest in Milliways, they'd yet to find him). Afternoon had led out back... and eventually, to a snowball fight that had lasted until dark. The rest of the night was spent with good food and drink - Sara joined them at some point, he couldn't quite remember when - until they'd finally stumbled back upstairs.
So is it any wonder that Murphy's still asleep, and sprawled a bit more over the beds than usual?
They'd spent the morning in their room, praying (if there was such a thing as a Catholic priest in Milliways, they'd yet to find him). Afternoon had led out back... and eventually, to a snowball fight that had lasted until dark. The rest of the night was spent with good food and drink - Sara joined them at some point, he couldn't quite remember when - until they'd finally stumbled back upstairs.
So is it any wonder that Murphy's still asleep, and sprawled a bit more over the beds than usual?