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This is Chrono. If you've been forwarded here by Rosette, please just call her back . . .

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[overclocking]

FINE, STOP MESSAGING ME

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[soul_sister]

[Chrono can hear the shuffling of bedding on the bunk below him as Rosette gets up to peer over the edge of the top bunk.]

Really?

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[ He just gives her a withering look, tablet in his lap. His bed is notably still made. ]

We're both awake, anyway...

[soul_sister]

YES!

Lets go!

[Hers has been slept in, fitful and covers dropped on the floor somewhere. She'd had no interest in recovering them. As such, she pushes out of bed and stretches widely.]

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[ He holds a finger up to his lips—we have roommates you know!—but wastes no time hopping down from the top bunk, light on his feet.

He pauses at the door just long enough to slip his shoes on, then cracks the door open as narrowly as possible so as to not spill too much of the hallway lighting in on their sleeping roommates. ]

[soul_sister]

[There's something kind of like a muttered ascent. SHE MIGHT ACTUALLY BE A BIT JEALOUS, it's really a mark of her regard that she DOESN'T stomp as hard as she can, but tries, if a little groggily to get out with the same grace.]

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[ Points for effort, at the very least. He closes the door behind her once she's out, softly, and then sighs. ]

I'm going to kill Oz.

[soul_sister]

... Why? Does he want some too?

[overclocking]

[ There's a very long moment where Chrono seriously considers whether to honestly answer this question. Eventually he just sighs again, more put-upon this time, and starts walking. ]

When did you get your hands on my tablet long enough to unblock yourself?

[soul_sister]

You left it out when you were working on the laundry.