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Room 418, Saturday Morning

Cara was sprawled out across the bed. Alone. And if last night had hardly been the social highlight of her year, it hadn't been unpleasant either.

She still thought that pie fountain was a patently ridiculous idea though.

[Mainly for the kid, whose paternity is NFB please.]

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