Phaedra slipped into the
Gruel of the avians
Phaedra let it all come to pass

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              She may have some money? In her back pockets. Not enough for the good shit, though. Jude grins. Dean’s taught her well. “Do you want cookies? Really bad? Because I do. We could….borrow some. It’s fun, I promise.”

                  She sticks out her hand.

                                                                    ”I’m Jude.”

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  “Borrow some?” He asked with a shy grin, raising his eyebrows in excitement. Though it sounded childish, Sam really wanted cookies. He couldn’t remember the last time he had any, and the sound of them made his mouth water. 
        The avian-boy lightly took her hand, and shook it gently, his face slightly reddening. “Hi, I’m Sam.”
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                   “Join the club. S’kind of sad.” She really wants to make cookies, now. ”No better time than the present, right?”

         "Do you have some? I would go get some but—-“ he held his hands out to show they were empty. "I don’t have any money.”
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