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Me: [knockknockknock] Hellooooooooo? Anyone?
Ten: [pokes nose out the door and blinks]
Me: OH, THANK GOD. I thought you were completely gone.
Ten: And you are...?
Me: Your lady and mistress, considering you are merely a manifestation of my inner creative writing muse-ish...ness. Dammit. See? You're not working. Okay, you and Rose? Outside. RIGHT NOW.
Ten: Pass, thanks.
Me: Um...can I come in then?
Ten: Pass, thanks.
Me: Well, can I at least write about what the two of you are doing in there? [tries to peer around him]
Ten: [blocks] Sorry. It's personal.
Rose: YAHTZEE!
Me: [raises eyebrow]
Rose: Your turn, Doctor!
Me: [facepalms] My muses are playing Yahtzee. No wonder I'm not getting anything done. Is it at least strip Yahtzee?
Ten: [also raises an eyebrow] What a strange thing to say.
Me: Some sort of fun bet then, maybe?
Ten: Nope. We just love Yahtzee. Well, 'love' is a strong word for it. Enjoy is more like it. 'Like?' Would 'like' be better? Yes. Yes, it would. Can anyone actually love Yatzee? Maybe the people who make it. Ooh, would they really love it, or simply love the money it makes them? A ponder for the ages.
Me: Sorry. Zoned out there for a sec. So, any fun plans after you're done with Yahtzee? Maybe I could write about that.
Ten: Loads of fun! Tea and reading in the library!
Me: Ooh! With snuggling?
Ten: No, sorry. We tried that once, but it's too hard to balance books that way. Yes, quiet reading across the room from each other is the only way to go!
Me: [SIGHS]