Bridget shook his head. "Nope, not yet." He smiled. "I thought it could be worth atry, since everytime we go outside, bad things happen."
He tilted his head. "There's a kitchen on the second floor?" He didn't remember that. "Good luck then," he offered, a sincere smile on his face. "I'd hate to see anything bad happen to you."
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He tilted his head. "There's a kitchen on the second floor?" He didn't remember that. "Good luck then," he offered, a sincere smile on his face. "I'd hate to see anything bad happen to you."