"Oh man, my back is killing me." You say before stretching and getting a resounding 'pop-pop-pop-pop-POP!' "OW!" With a look of pain you get up off the floor, move over to one of the chairs and sit down. "Man I should at least get a cushion or something to sleep on." Just after you say this larxene walks in. "I hope you slept well." You look at her with iritation evident on your face. "Well it felt like I was sleeping on a log." She giggles at that. "Sorry I have only one bed and you can't sleep on the bed with me, and all the other beds are taken." "Still I could at least use a cushion or something." "Well enough about that I've got something for you to do." "What?" "I want you to...
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