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Stop making sense. I just...I'm not sure I can face them, after everything that happened. I'm not the kid that they'll remember and I don't want to hurt them. They've been through enough. I want you to meet them, though, they'll love you. I don't even know where they are, they've moved.
That's a weird way of saying that they are absolutely delicious, especially at 3am. Are you going to tuck yourself in next to me?