Aeryn Sun (
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Room 238, Thursday morning
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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He rubs his face and blinks, still waking up. Reaching behind him, he grabs the plate and goes to dump it in the trash.
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