Room 238, Thursday morning

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The summer's almost over and Aeryn still hasn't learned about that thing called 'laziness'. It's not too early, but Aeryn's up already and just laying there isn't doing anything for her. Not wanting to wake John, she sits up and starts to get out of bed.

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"I am," she says, and doesn't specify which of those two things she's answering.

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"Then stop picking fights," he tells her lightly.

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"No. Last time I picked a fight we almost gave the entire campground a show."

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He laughs and kisses her cheek. "True. I'm still waking up so none of that right now."

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"If we went from arguing about cuddling straight to sex, I'd really wonder about us," she admits, but she's smiling.

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"Can we go back to sleep now?"

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Aeryn sighs. "You can sleep. I'll go for a run or something."

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"I'll go with you," he says and pulls himself out of bed.

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She looks a little surprised when she sits up. "I thought you were tired."

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"This'll wake me up," he says and grabs a pair of shorts and a t-shirt.

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Aeryn gets up, and she might be smiling a little again. "Okay."

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"Okay."