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[clocked_out]

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[The sun doesn't so much as rise as flick on with the sudden, glaring brightness of noon. Whatever time keeping device you have on you says its about 8:14am when this happens.

The power's back, but the time on your timekeeping device never really make sense with the position of the sun as it moves across the sky.]

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[twicebonded]

. . . oh, yes?

[clocked_out]

Yes!! What emotion could I possibly be feeling like on the umpteenth time I've had the specter of displaced and inaccessible loved ones dangled in front of me besides anger!!

[twicebonded]

I—really couldn't quite say.

[clocked_out]

[oh

right.

Dave presses the heels of his palms against his eyes, under his shades.]

Jegus. Sorry.

[twicebonded]

. . . no, you don't have anything to apologize for.

[clocked_out]

Ok.

I'm going to go catch some sleep.