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[ever_noteful]

Meg has no earthly idea how yarn gets this tangled. An entirely horde of rampaging kittens on speed couldn't have made this much of a mess of ball of blue yarn.

But something, somehow, did. And what matters now is getting it unsnarled

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[paladinsuitsyou]

Booth picks up a corner of the yarn.

"You mind?"

It is pretty darned snarled, so he imagines not, but it doesn't seem quite right to just jump into someone's task without permission.

[ever_noteful]

"As long as your solution is not Gordian, not in the slightest, Agent Booth."

So . . . no.

[paladinsuitsyou]

"I've been accused of impatience from time to time," he admits. "But in this case, I think I can restrain myself."

It's not his yarn, after all.

"How've you been, Meg?"

[ever_noteful]

"Good, mostly," she says. "I finished my first year at McGill, summer has been restful, and the Blue Jays haven't blown their season yet."

Meg pauses to focus on a particularly tangled bit.

"How have you been?"