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# Miles' House
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- Silver Blure
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- Miles Prower
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### Silver Blure
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> *...Silver appears out of nowhere after a... very long while, waving to Miles...*
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> *...he's passed out on the couch. It's night-time already.*
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> "oh. Maybe I took a bit too long refining my teleportation."
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> *Silver sits down next to Miles, patting his head softly.*
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### Miles Prower
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> "hhfgh- what- who's there??" *Miles wakes up after being pat, looking around. His blanket is over his face.*
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### Silver Blure
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> "Oh-! Sorry, I woke you up. I just got here."
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### Miles Prower
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> "...uh-huh... uhh... how long has it been since you've last messaged me?"
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### Silver Blure
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> "Oh, uhh... 22 hours. It's been a... whole day- hah-"
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### Miles Prower
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> "mm. maybe you should have walked." *Miles silently remarks, curling back up, resting in Silver's lap.*
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### Silver Blure
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> "...ah-" *Silver reacts as Diz rests his head on his lap... but he gets used to it.* "...uhh, yeah, I should've. is it OK if I stay over for the night?" *Silver asks, modestly petting Miles as he slowly goes back to sleep.*
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### Miles Prower
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> "yeah, whatever's left of it. we can hang out... later today."
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### Silver Blure
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> "Sounds good... nighty-night."
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### Miles Prower
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> *Miles reaches for the TV remote, located on the coffee table nearby. He grabs it, turning the TV on and muting the volume.* "here you go. you can watch some tv if you want."
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### Silver Blure
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> "thanks, Miles." *Silver smiles, taking the TV remote. He turns the TV off and simply sleeps with Diz until the next day.*
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