88 | Farewell, Comrade

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"Do you want to come down with me?" I ask, raising an eyebrow. "I think I have to sit this one out, Amelia," Nicole frowns, walking over to her jacket, withdrawing a small handful of bills, passing them over to me. More than enough to cover another night. I could even afford steak and lobster for lunch if I really wanted to. "Could you bring me up a plate for breakfast though? I am feeling hungry." "I was thinking of dining in the lounge...would you mind waiting, or would you like me to bring you your breakfast first, or—" "Enjoy a nice meal. Take your time. I'm in no rush," she walks over to her bed, sitting on the edge, trying to make herself as huddled as possible. "I'm not going anywhere...obviously." "I'll see you soon. You are welcome to join me at any point," I sit up, wiping m

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