Chapter 13: Bedtime talks

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I sighed as I lay down on the bed beside Phil. He placed his hand on my waist and pulled me over to him.

"What's wrong?"

I sighed again, I had been doing that alot in the last few days.

"It's weird. Something is missing."

"I know."

"I just,-" I sighed. Again. "I know it's a good thing nobody needs our help to save the world. But it's boring. It's like part of us is missing."

"You know, Daisy was asking about Layla. She wanted to know more about her. We can always talk to her."

I hummed in agreement. 

"I'm tired. G'night."

"G'night."

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