Emily, there are enemies everywhere. We have to be on our guard, especially for the next couple of weeks._ Theo sighed unhappily. __his is going to be the longest fortnight of my life._ __hat__ saying something,_ I joked, __iven how long you__e lived._ __xactly,_ he said, without smiling.
He took the pen and book from her and faltered.__ust write anything _ anything trivial that won't matter if it comes to pass.___rm..._ God, he was useless at this.Elena's hair turned blue.__ey!___hat?___ don't want blue hair! What the hell did you write that for?___t seemed trivial.___lue hair _ blue? That's trivial? What if I can't undo it?__arl stared at her blankly. His throat went dry. He felt like a total dickhead, but writing really wasn't his strong point, so he went for humour instead and flashed her a grin.__ was going to write that all your clothes fall off, but figured you may have a problem with that. This was the second thing that came to mind._(Karl and Elena)
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He took the pen and book from her and faltered.__ust write anything _ anything trivial that won't matter if it comes to pass.___rm..._ God, he was useless at this.Elena's hair turned blue.__ey!___hat?___ don't want blue hair! What the hell did you write that for?___t seemed trivial.___lue hair _ blue? That's trivial? What if I can't undo it?__arl stared at her blankly. His throat went dry. He felt like a total dickhead, but writing really wasn't his strong point, so he went for humour instead and flashed her a grin.__ was going to write that all your clothes fall off, but figured you may have a problem with that. This was the second thing that came to mind._(Karl and Elena)
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