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[The town is quiet and sullen, but time marches on. It's the afternoon by now when Percy finds himself in the kitchen staring at a boiling pot of water. He can't recall the last time he actually cooked something, but with so few of them left it seems he has to self-provide.
He's lost in thought as he stares at noodles boiling in water and suddenly hears footsteps. He looks up, a little alarmed but relaxing upon the sight of someone familiar.
(But then again...aren't they all familiar now?)]
You should join me for lunch. I had no idea how much I was supposed to add to the water.
He's lost in thought as he stares at noodles boiling in water and suddenly hears footsteps. He looks up, a little alarmed but relaxing upon the sight of someone familiar.
(But then again...aren't they all familiar now?)]
You should join me for lunch. I had no idea how much I was supposed to add to the water.
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