Chapter 7

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Zhalia: You're ok.

Lok: You wanna be my friend?

Zhalia: I said you're ok. But... yes.


Dante: Zhalia?

Zhalia: Zhalia is done for today.

Dante: What happened?


Lok: Sophie, I got you a book.

Sophie: Thank you.

Lok: :D

Sophie *internally*: He tries so hard.


Lok: Sophie, I want snuggles.

Sophie: Ok.

Sophie: *deconstructs her reading nest*

Sophie: Ok, Lok... Lok?

Lok: *is asleep under all the books*


Sophie: Ok, we could go to the cafe or-

Lok: Cafe!

Sophie: Okie dokie then.


Zhalia: Dante, Lok's broken again.

Dante: Just move his body somewhere safe. He'll wake up soon.

Lok *in his sleep*: Too much math.


Dante: *picks up Zhalia*

Zhalia: We're doing this right now?

Dante: *moves her over a cushion*

Zhalia: That's what I thought was happening.


Sophie: Let's watch a documentary.

Lok: Can I sleep during the middle of it?

Sophie: Fine.


Sophie: Morning, Lok.

Lok: Huh?

Sophie: Let's go get some food in you before you go to sleep again.

Lok: *asleep*

Sophie: Bubblelift!


Dante: Night, Zhal.

Zhalia: Night, Dante.

Dante *internally*: Don't do it, don't do it.

Zhalia: *tucks her feet under Dante*

Dante *internally*: At least, it wasn't when I was about to fall asleep.


Dante: Lok, you ok?

Lok: My tummy hurts.

Zhalia: You had two plates of everything. What did you think was going to happen?


Lok: Sophie!

Sophie: Lok, what's so important you have to shout?

Lok: Doggie!

Sophie: Of course.


Lok: I want ice cream.

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