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[That voice gives him pause. It's certainly not one he expects. For a moment he glances back, not immediately recognizing who it is.

Adell. Of course. He remembered when Charlotte had gone home. And so many other people. He can see the bottle in his hand and his jaw tightens. Is that how he's expected to deal with loss? Drink it away?]

Hey.

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