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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Aug 12, 2020 11:50:19 GMT -4
"Better she recovers his and then get back than risk herself." I say
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Post by observer on Aug 12, 2020 12:15:36 GMT -4
"True. Though without her and her parents I hope we'll get enough toys made by Christmas." Olivia said as she finished eating her sandwich and picked up her fruit bowl.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Aug 12, 2020 13:08:37 GMT -4
"There's always the possibility to go for recruiting after the snowfall. And I can help too." I say
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Post by observer on Aug 12, 2020 13:13:04 GMT -4
"That would be good, but how full is the bedroom getting?" Olivia asked.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Aug 12, 2020 13:51:11 GMT -4
"That's a problem... I think it's very full... And we don't need you to exhausted yourself again."
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Post by observer on Aug 12, 2020 13:53:43 GMT -4
"Well if it's full we might need to talk to Santa and Mrs. Claus about building an extension to the house..."
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Aug 12, 2020 15:31:10 GMT -4
"But... Should I think on this by now? This snowfall will not let us get out by some." I say
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Post by observer on Aug 12, 2020 15:36:03 GMT -4
"When the storm lets up we'd start building, but if you plan to find more help it's best to make sure we plan out room for them first. Don't want anyone sleeping on the floor."
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Aug 12, 2020 15:59:24 GMT -4
"Yep... And there's no way to get away, anyway. Not if you want to stay in the air."
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Post by observer on Aug 12, 2020 16:01:11 GMT -4
"Anything else you needed to talk about?" Olivia asked as she finished eating her fruit.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Aug 12, 2020 16:04:31 GMT -4
"No... And I need to get the ware back to Mrs Claus too." I say
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Post by observer on Aug 12, 2020 16:26:22 GMT -4
"Alright. Don't forget Heather's tray." She said, lying back down as you took the tray.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Aug 12, 2020 16:37:18 GMT -4
"I won't." I say, while young for Heather's and William's need to get their tray.
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Post by observer on Aug 12, 2020 16:38:49 GMT -4
Heather had finished her meal and passed out while William was looking over some papers.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Aug 12, 2020 19:29:38 GMT -4
"Hadn't you eat yet, William?" I ask, smiling, after taking Heather's tray
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