[It's going to reek of potatoes for a good long while, lbr. He heads for the table, looking over the latkes and picks one up. As it happens, he likes them crispy. He's in the middle of taking a bite when Charles suggests packing up, and he turns, eyebrows still raised. He doesn't rush, finishing chewing and swallowing before he shakes his head.
(Possibly because Charles sweating is just a little funny.)]
Charles, you're in my room the better part of any given day. I wouldn't call this presumptuous.
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(Possibly because Charles sweating is just a little funny.)]
Charles, you're in my room the better part of any given day. I wouldn't call this presumptuous.