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So, Atton's no longer feeling disorientated. He's starting to walk better.

New problems have arisen, though. Atton has been alternating between feeling freezing and feeling like he's burning up. It started rather abruptly, and it isn't very pleasant.

Right now, he's freezing. Thus, he's wandering around his room, shirtless and barefoot but with a thick blanket draped over his shoulders, shivering.

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Sam snickers. "What a surprise."

"I know, you must be shocked." Atton snickers in return.

"Shocked and appalled, Atton, shocked and appalled." He laughs over at him, as the ratty returns with their order.

"So." He passes Atton his drink and sprawls back on the bed. "Wonder how long the popcorn'll last us."

"Not long, I expect."

"Probably not!" Cheerfully.

Sam pops a piece into his mouth before slowly licking his fingers. "Mmmm, salty."

INNOCENT HE TELLS THEE. INNOCENT.

"Bet you wouldn't lick my fingers." Sulkily, as Atton takes a piece of popcorn.

"Gavin would object," Sam says mildly, which distracts from having to give any other answer.

"I should find Gavin. And make him lick my fingers." Beat. "Except that'd take a while and then you'd eat my popcorn."

"I would," he says firmly, smirking. "Can't let it go stale, see."

Atton pouts.
"You'd take it because you're mean."

"Pfft. I could never be mean. Never."

"Yes, you could. Meanie."

"Could not! Liar."

"You're a liar."

"You're a lying liar that lies lyingly. I speak only purest truth."

Atton just sticks his tongue out.

Sam sticks his tongue out right back!

Atton pokes him in the forehead.

Sam elbows him in the side.

"Meanie."

"Liar." Sam reaches for the popcorn.

"Midget." Atton replies, grabbing some popcorn and settling down to watch the cartoons.

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