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"I can make a rather good batch of waffles," she pointed out, rolling off Gretchen to sit beside her, legs still draped over hers. "We can go back to my place, make waffles, find other ways to pass the rest of the night," she trailed off but waggled her eyebrows again, lightly tickling Gretchen's side.
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