An attitude

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~ ~ NIXIE ~ ~ The door creaked open as Grumpy came out with his hair half wet. He has let it grow a bit longer during our time in the hotel and it was beginning to cover his eyes. I liked it though because I love it when guys have wet hair since I used to live underwater. "Sorry, I'm late," he said with a smile before he noticed the mood at the table. His smile also died once he did and he quietly took a seat. "You need to start cutting your hair before it gets into your mouth," Peter commented as he kept eating. "Is everything okay?" he asked cautiously. "Can I go out once I'm done eating?" I asked, ignoring his question. "Um.....," he said as he glanced at Peter who kept eating and avoided eye contact. "I don't know if it's a good idea since we don't know anything about the moveme

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