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Theodore swung the little keychain around his finger watching the ball rotate mindlessly. Because he did not know when he started doing it and had not looked at the time at all, he wasn’t certain how long he had been seated at the table watching the little ball spin. He was out of bed because he figured he had to be, couldn’t be sloppy living in someone else’s house. Well, boarding at someone else’s house. He would have preferred not to move at all or even wake up because it just came with the realisation that what was currently happening was not a dream. Maybe it was his fault for constantly waking up hoping it was… but the only thing he could do other than wish it never happened or hope that Zion would wake up was feel sickly worried and guilty.
He sighed as he caught the ball in
