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Ritchie let you hug him before he made breakfast.
The others felt alot better. They walk downstairs and are greeted by food in the table and Ritchie cleaning.
David: "Oh my god he's cleaning!"
Brandon: "Why are you cleaning?"
Ritchie faces the others, he seemed to lack life.
Ritchie: "The house was in need of cleaning."
Michael: "What's up with your voice?"
Ritchie: "Whatever do you mean?"
David: "Your voice is monotone. God my head hurts and I have dishes."
Brandon: "Same."
Michael: "Did we have something to drink?"
Ritchie: "Would you like me to do your chores and get you something for your headaches?"
Michael: "That would be nice, but what's the catch?"
Ritchie: "Nothing."
Ritchie eminently gave them headache pills and started to do the dishes.
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Merlin: "It was a thing that causes an causes people to react out of control. It can make even the calmest people lose control over there emotions at the dumbest things."
