When it came down to it, Emma was bored. There was only so much sitting quietly and playing nicely that she was capable of the in the first place, and she'd used most of it up the first fourteen years of her life, trying to be perfect for Winston
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Because this was what good cabinmates did, okay. Particularly for people who had had a trauma-ridden week.
[omg I am BATTLING STATISTICS for the next couple hours so MILD SP WARNING!]
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"I think I can make time for muffins," Emma decided.
[OMG I am BATTLING WORKS, so SP is LOVE]
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"Of course, he expects me Friday, after my classes, so I'm going to leave this afternoon and practice my breaking and entering skills as a lesson in what happens when you try to guilt trip me; you get an annoyed me that you have to put up with longer than anticipated."
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She savored it for a moment before swallowing. "I've been doing nothing but sitting quietly and going to classes which involve sitting quietly and taking walks to keep myself from throttling people quietly. I am the picture of non-exertion."
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Emma was looking better than she had on Monday. Still paler than usual, but the bruises under her eyes were almost gone.
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"Should I bring you back one of the big hats, if I can find a way to steal one?"
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