Raleigh doesn't think about it before he tosses an arm around her shoulders as they walk. He used to do it to Yancy all the time, it just feels comfortable to be that close to her too.]
What if you get the milk and I'll get the processed eggs and stuff?
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The second they can get real waffles, or real pancakes, he'll be dragging her there himself, don't even worry, Mako.]
Four? Is one of those for me?
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Sure.
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Raleigh doesn't think about it before he tosses an arm around her shoulders as they walk. He used to do it to Yancy all the time, it just feels comfortable to be that close to her too.]
What if you get the milk and I'll get the processed eggs and stuff?
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Bread. We'll need bread.
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You mean toast?
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If you want - I was thinking of a bun. Maybe there are still some left.
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[Seriously, it's a wonder that Raleigh ate any of the shit food in Alaska. Rations get old. Really, really quickly.]
Screw it, let's get both.
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[Raleigh squeezes her shoulders with his arm, and smiles softly.]
What kind of jam do you have here?
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