Chapter 33 : Chapter Thirty-Three: Torture
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“I – the – but –” Adara stuttered, trying to form a thought coherent enough to voice. She looked at James’ shocked and angry face, realized again what this must look like, and then started laughing. Hard.
“What’s going on –” Jayden walked around the corner after Adara. “Oh, you.” He said, his tone darkening.
“Yes, me,” James growled. “What’s all this ‘I love you’ business, eh? I’d love an explanation.”
“It’s not what you think,” Adara and Jayden said at the same time, then looked at each other and started laughing at the irony.
“I really don’t know why you are laughing, Adara,” James said harshly looking only at her.
Adara stopped laughing and sighed, “Jayden, go. Let me handle this.”
“If that’s what you want,” Jayden shrugged and stalked off.
Adara turned to see James glaring at her and took a breath, “Do you really think I’d do something stupid and lose Sirius, James?” she asked simply.
James’ angry face faltered, “I didn’t think so…”
“I just told him that we had to get along for the sake of the quidditch team, that’s all.”
“I still love you, too?” James quoted.
“Oi, what are you doing professing your love for my girlfriend?” Sirius walked up with what was obviously pretend anger.
“Oh, shit,” Adara gasped. “I didn’t mean for you to find out like this, Sirius!”
“We just can’t fight it anymore,” James grinned easily and swung his arm over Adara’s shoulders.
“Oh, well, I’ve been meaning to tell you two that I am actually sexually involved with Lily Evans,” Sirius shrugged.
Adara felt James stiffen then he removed his arm, “That’s not funny, Padfoot.” He huffed.
“Aye, but you’re stealing my girl,” Sirius walked over and wrapped his arms around Adara who leaned up on her tip-toes and kissed his cheek.
“No one is taking me from you, stupid,” Adara told Sirius, but she looked directly at James. James nodded and she knew everything was okay. “Why are you two here, anyway?”
James and Sirius exchanged a look, “We wanted to make sure you felt alright.” James said at the same time Sirius said, “We had to tell you something.”
Adara raised an eyebrow at the boys, who looked sheepish, “We didn’t want to help Wormtail with his homework.” They admitted.
“So you ditched Remus?” Adara asked.
“He’s the smart one!” they said at the same time.
Adara rolled her eyes. “You two… so you decided to come and pay me a visit?”
“Actually we came to spring you from the Ravendorks.” James told her.
“Yes,” Sirius nodded. “Let’s go.” He slipped his arm around her waist and began to tug her down the hall.
“Where are we going?” Adara asked. “You know we have school tomorrow!”
“Of course; it’s Monday!” James said as if it were a big deal to know what day came after Sunday.
“We can’t be out too late,” Adara was slightly worried. She knew that James and Sirius probably had a plan that involved something crazy and probably against the rules… and it would most likely keep her out way later than she would normally stay up on a Sunday night. “And nothing that will get us in trouble, please,” she said wearily. “Or injured.”
“Adara, would we get you in trouble?” James asked her.
Adara shot him a disbelieving look, “In a heartbeat.”
“Yes, we would. Correct answer,” he grinned.
“Sirius,” Adara looked to her boyfriend and was struck by his beauty as they passed through a spot of light. He looked down at her easily, his black hair falling into his amazing grey eyes, and smiled, “Don’t worry, baby.”
“Unfair means of persuasion,” Adara muttered. They walked in silence for a while, turning corners and disappearing behind random tapestries. “How come I’m the only one that got kidnapped?” Adara asked.
“Usually you have someone else, like Lily, held hostage, too,” Adara pointed out.
“Yes, but that would defeat the purpose of tonight, love,” Sirius smiled.
“And you’re not going to tell me what we’re doing?”
“You’ll know soon enough,” James answered.
Adara sighed and decided to just give up on trying to persuade them to be good. She walked with them until they reached somewhere she knew she’d been before, “Hey, you’ve taken me here before!”
“Yeah, when I found you two all snug on the couch and you were almost late for your quidditch match,” James muttered. Adara smacked him. They walked past the wall three times before a door appeared. James opened it wide and Sirius ushered Adara in.
The room looked different than before, but not by much. The color scheme was more red and gold than last time – stupid Gryffindors – and this time there were other people in the room with them.
Adara saw Alice, a boy and a girl in her year but in Gryffindor that she didn’t know, Remus, and Peter. She was confused. Why wasn’t Lily there?
“Hey, Adara!” Alice smiled at her from the couch where she sat next to the boy she didn’t know. “This is Frank Longbottom,” she introduced as Adara walked over. She smiled, “Adara.”
“Nice to meet you,” he said. He had a round face, much like Alice’s but Adara couldn’t deny he was good-looking.
“And this is Mary McDonald,” Alice pointed to the girl that sat on the rug next to the couch, picking at the popcorn on the coffee table. She had long, wavy brown hair and pale green eyes. “Hey.” she said. Adara smiled at her as Sirius took her hand and pulled her into his lap into one of the armchairs.
“Classy,” Remus snorted.
“I thought you two were doing homework?” Adara asked.
Remus glared at Sirius who grinned sarcastically, “We finished.” Peter looked abashed.
“Well, now that everyone is here and introduced, let’s get down to business,” James stood facing the rest of the group.
“What is going on?” Adara asked, frustrated. Everyone else seemed to know what was happening at this apparently secret meeting. “And where’s Lily?”
“Well, it’d be a bit of a give away if Lily was at the meeting to plan her birthday party, wouldn’t it?” the girl called Mary said a bit snappishly, looking at her and Sirius.
“Her birthday!” Adara gasped. “When is it? I can’t believe I don’t know when it is!”
“It’s this Friday, January thirtieth,” Sirius told her.
“Merlin, I don’t have a gift!” Adara panicked. How could she not know that her new best friend’s birthday was coming up?
“Calm down, love,” Sirius laughed. “Don’t worry, we’ll get you a gift, okay?” He ran a hand up and down her back as she turned to look at him. She had a very hard time resisting the urge to straddle and snog him right there. He smirked as if he could read her mind. She took a deep, semi-calming breath, and turned to look at James, who had started talking again.
“So, we could either hold it here or in the Gryffindor common room –”
“She’d rather it be here, that way all the people that annoy her won’t show up,” Alice pointed out. Adara looked from her to Mary, who was still glaring at her and Sirius.
Mary, catching eye contact with Adara, turned from her and to James, “Yeah, she’s right. It should be here so that only her real friends can come.” Adara swore that Mary shot a glance at her as she said this.
What the hell.
She had never met this girl before! It was like James all over again. She turned to ask Sirius what was up and saw that he was muttering something over her shoulder. She moved her head subtly to block his view of Mary and turned to look at James.
“Okay, so we’ll have it here. Now, do we want it to be a surprise or not? Because I know some of you –” he shot a look at Sirius “- have problems keeping things to themselves.”
“Hey! I can keep things to myself! Ask Adara,” he winked and Adara blushed and smacked his chest.
Sirius caught her hand and pulled her close to him, “We could keep a bigger secret, if you want,” he whispered and Adara’s breathing became labored as she fought the extreme lust she was feeling for her boyfriend at that second.
“Hey, save your shagging for later you two. You don’t see Alice and Frank dry humping on the couch,” James chastised.
“Sorry, we just can’t fight the sexual tension as well as they can,” Sirius grinned easily and let go of Adara’s hands.
Adara didn’t take her eyes off of him as she sat up a bit.
Then she grinned and strategically placed her hand in a place that wouldn’t be visible to anyone else but that Sirius would definitely have a hard time ignoring. She heard his breath catch and smirked.
Fifteen minutes of torturing-Sirius later, James paused to take a breath for the first time and Sirius stood up so quickly that Adara all but tumbled out of his lap, “Adara’s getting tired.” He announced.
“No I’m –”
“I’m going to walk her to her dorm,” Sirius cut her off. “Come on, love, let’s go.”
Adara stopped protesting when she saw the look on Sirius face and she allowed herself to be dragged from the Room of Requirement.
“What was that all ab–” she tried to ask but Sirius pinned her against the wall the door had just disappeared into and pressed his lips to hers.
She was fine with this.
She kissed him back enthusiastically, winding her arms around his neck. She ran a hand through his hair as she grazed his lip with the tip of her tongue. Sirius moaned and ground his hips to hers, sneaking his hands under her shirt and over her stomach. Her breath caught. Sirius trailed kisses from her mouth to her jaw line, down her neck, her collarbone that was exposed by her shirt…
Her mind was so cloudy she couldn’t form a single thought. All she wanted to do was snog Sirius senseless. For the rest of her life. Without stopping.
Then maybe do some other things, too…
Sirius pressed his lower body even harder to hers and put his hands on the wall on either side of her body so she was definitely pinned between him and the wall. Any other time, this might have been uncomfortable, but she didn’t give a flying hippogriff’s arse.
He brought his lips back to her face and then to her lips. Adara arced into him and sighed into his mouth. Sirius moaned again and Adara set to tracing his jaw bone with her lips. Suddenly annoyed with his t-shirt, Adara inched her hands from around his neck and snuck them under his shirt to trace his abs… his back... She kissed his lips again.
He froze and took a step back, breathing heavily. Adara looked at him, shocked at the sudden change in position and kind of hurt – had she done something wrong?
“I’m sorry…” he whispered. “But… I…” he stopped and ran a hand through his hair, looking down the hall away from her. “Five more seconds of that and I’d have probably ripped both of our clothes off and had my way with you right here in the corridor.”
Adara almost closed the distance between them right then. “I… I don’t think I would have had a problem with that.” She breathed.
Sirius looked back at her and she sensed an internal battle going on inside of his head. She wasn’t sure which side she wanted to win. “Not here, not now,” Sirius said the words as if they caused him physical pain.
They probably did.
They stared at each other for a few more seconds, still cooling off, then Sirius sighed and stepped forward wrapping Adara in a hug and kissing her forehead. “How about I walk you back to your dorm?”
Adara laughed, “I think I’m a bit too wound up to sleep now, thanks to you.”
Sirius grinned, “I have no clue what you are talking about, Adara Moore.”
“Mmm,” she sighed and, as Sirius swung an around over her shoulders and she put hers around his waist, Adara saw that he definitely did know what she was talking about.
The next morning Adara walked downstairs for breakfast and saw that Sirius was sitting at the Ravenclaw table, laughing with Christine. She immediately knew it was going to be a good day. She was smiling as she sat down next to him and kissed his cheek, “Good morning.”
“Good morning,” they answered together. “I was just telling Christine about Professor Vector’s love affair.”
Adara raised her eyebrows, “You’ve got to be kidding me.”
They burst into laughter and Adara scowled playfully, “It’s what we decided to codename the event we were planning last night, love.” Sirius explained.
“Oh, Lil – ”
“SHHHHHH,” they both shushed her. “Professor Vector,” Sirius explained pointedly, “had eyes and ears everywhere.”
Adara scoffed, “You’re being dramatic.”
“No, really,” Sirius lowered his voice. “The last two we’ve planned have been foiled. She finds out and freaks – but it’s just an act. We know she loves parties. And this is her seventeenth; it’s got to be perfect.”
“Freaks out?” Adara asked wearily as she began to eat her toast.
“Oh, it’s nothing really. James was only in the hospital wing for a few hours,” Sirius waved a hand at her. She exchanged a look across the table with Christine, who snickered and shrugged.
“Couldn’t you have picked a better codename, though?” the redhead sighed. “Now whenever I look at Professor Vector, I’m going to think about things I’d rather not.”
“Well good thing you don’t have to see her in class then, eh?” Sirius winked.
“Still,” Christine shook her head. “And we start the day with Runes!”
“What does that have to do with anything?” Adara asked.
“Nothing, it just runes the rest of the day!” Christine giggled at her pun. “Siriusly!”
Adara laughed at her friends’ ridiculous attitude as Sirius rolled his eyes, “I swear that joke just never gets old,” he muttered.
“You love it,” Christine pointed her fork at him.
“I did when I was eight,” Sirius smirked.
“Are you saying I’m immature?” Christine asked, mock offended.
“Oh, never,” Sirius raised his hands in defense.
“I think you were,” Christine smiled.
“Okay guys, I think we should head to class before this escalates to a duel,” Adara laughed.
They stood up and walked to class, Sirius and Christine bickering playfully about immaturity. Sirius looked over at Adara and smiled then grabbed her hand. It was a small gesture, but her chest constricted as she smiled. She leaned over and kissed his shoulder as he turned back to retort Christine’s comment.
Ruins passed quickly and without incident, but as Adara sat down next to Lily in charms, she felt a distinct shift in the air. “Hey, Lily,” she grinned as she felt Sirius plop down beside her.
“Adara,” Lily said sounding… suspicious.
“What?” Adara laughed at her friend’s tone. “Did Sirius color my eyebrow again or something?” she shot a glance at Sirius, who grinned.
“No, it’s nothing,” Lily said, still not sounding right. Adara looked back at Sirius, who mouthed ‘birthday paranoia.’ Adara rolled her eyes. There was no way Lily could have suspected anything based on fact; they’d only had their meeting yesterday.
After class, Lily, James, Sirius, and Adara walked to lunch moaning about the long essay Flitwick had assigned them. “I think I’m going to work on it after lunch, care to join me?” Lily sighed as they all sat at the Gryffindor table.
“Merlin, Lily, you work harder than me and I’m in Ravenclaw!” Adara exclaimed as she piled potatoes on both her and Sirius’ plate.
“That hat must have messed up,” James teased her. “Lily’s not got a brave bone in her body.”
Lily smacked him, “That’s not true! I recall saving your sorry arse late one night earlier this year, right Adara?”
Adara almost choked on her food at the memory: darkness, Sirius, blood, wind. “Oh, yeah,” she said after she swallowed. “Fun times,” she glared at Sirius.
“Well then the hat should have put Adara in Gryffindor with the rest of us,” James pointed out before commencing stuffing his face.
“That would have been so great,” Sirius sighed. “Just think, we could have been friends since the beginning!”
“Oh, no.” Lily shook her head. “I don’t know if I could have stood for you two for six years!”
“Hey!” Adara and Sirius said at the same time. “What do you mean?” Adara asked.
“You two have this I’d-rather-be-alone-in-some-dark-room aura that you send off whenever you’re together,” Lily explained, grinning. “It’s even worse than you and M –” She stopped short.
Adara’s breath caught, “What?” she asked loudly.
“Er –” Lily blushed and wouldn’t meet Adara’s eye. Adara looked to Sirius; he composed his face just in time. She looked at James, who was watching the situation like it was one of those muggle comedies.
“James?” Adara decided he was the weakest link.
“Wha –?” the very amused expression dropped off of his face and he looked at her blankly. “Oh, er, I don’t know what Lilikins is talking about.” He answered innocently.
“What have I told you about calling me that, Potter?” Lily asked threateningly.
“Er – not to do it?” James asked, looking sheepish. Lily nodded, gave him one more frightening look, grabbed a roll from the table and left, most likely for the library.
Sirius let out a bark like laugh and made the sound of a cracking whip. James glared at him. “Shut up, Padfoot,” he growled as Adara turned her laugh into a cough.
“It’s not my fault she’s got you by your knob,” Sirius grinned, waving his fork at his best mate.
James muttered something Adara didn’t catch. She watched as Lily disappeared out of the Great Hall, just remembering that she had never explained herself.
They finished lunch and decided to head to the Gryffindor common room so Sirius and James could play the tiebreaker of their “best two out of three” Wizard’s Chess tournament as they were free until astronomy. Adara threw herself onto one of the red couches and looked around while James pulled an armchair to the other side of the coffee table and Sirius went to grab the set.
“Okay, Adara, do me a favor,” James said, an evil glint in his eye.
“Will it involve injuries or rule breaking?” Adara sighed.
“No. Not physical at least,” he grinned.
“So I need to get Padfoot back for that comment at lunch, and you can help me.”
Adara shook her head, “Why would I do that?”
“I’ll do a favor for you?” James offered.
“I don’t …” she paused, remembering the conversation that had led to Sirius’ comment. “Fine. You have to tell me what Lily was going to say – I know you know,” she added when it looked like he was going to object.
“And then you’ll help me?” James sighed, looking pained.
“That’s my condition, yes.”
“What do you want me to do, then?”
James grinned again, “Remember last night?” Adara blushed, oh she remembered alright. But it was probably not – “what you did that made Sirius suddenly want to leave?”
Adara was pretty sure her face was as red as the couch now, “You know?”
“You two are about as sneaky as an obese hippogriff trying to hide behind a broomstick,” James said flatly.
“Anytime,” James nodded. “So I need you to do that again once the game starts.”
“Only I need you to do it better… worse… whatever. You know what I mean. Just do it and do it subtly.” He waved his hand at her. “Make him crazy.”
“How will that do anything?” Adara asked, half-laughing. Not that she minded torturing Sirius in this way, honestly it was quite amusing, but to be asked outright was a tad awkward.
“Oh, you’ll see. Will you do it?”
Adara thought about it. Well, it looked like it was the only way she’d find out what Lily was going to say any time soon, “Fine, but you can’t hold anything I do against me later, okay?”
“Yeah, fine. But I have your word?”
“Sure,” Adara said slowly, still wondering where this was going. Sirius came down the stairs at that moment and put the board on the table as he sat down next to Adara.
“Let’s get this thing going,” Sirius said. “And you know the rules, no backing out once the game starts; not even if Lily Evans runs through the common room naked.”
Ah, Adara thought, catching James’ eye. James fights dirty.
“I don’t think that will happen again,” James turned back to look at Sirius.
“Wait,” Adara said suddenly. “What do you mean ‘again?’ Has Lily ran through the common room starkers before?”
“Oh, yes,” Sirius laughed. “Apparently, it was on a dare and there was Firewhiskey involved.”
“Oh, I am so making her tell me this story,” Adara plotted; this was definitely a story she wanted to hear.
“Okay, your move, Padfoot,” James offered, sitting back in his chair. He sent Adara a look and smirked. Adara contained her laughter and looked at the board as Sirius commanded one of his pawns forward.
After a minute or two of starting the game, Adara spied a move Sirius could make. She placed her right hand on his upper thigh and her left on his shoulder and leaned right up to his ear. She whispered her suggestion into his ear, her lips brushing them ever so subtly. She pretended to fall forward a bit, and her right hand slid to his inner thigh, ever so close to his… man-business. “Oh, sorry,” she muttered, pulling away. “Slipped.”
She looked at Sirius’ face, he was looking at her in a state of shock. He blinked a few times, “Oh, er –” he said looking back to the board.
“It’s your move, Padfoot,” James grinned, winking at Adara.
“Oh, right,” he moved his piece, not the way Adara had suggested and soon one of his bishops was violently eliminated.
“No!” Adara moaned. “You should have…” she looked at James and then assumed her previous position and again whispered her suggestion. However, this time she moved her right hand in tiny little circles on Sirius’ inner thigh. She heard his breathing accelerating. As she pulled away and placed her hands in her lap Sirius looked to James, “Are you going to let her help me like that?” he asked in a struggling voice.
“Yeah, why not? I don’t think that you two can beat me, even together. Help him all you want, Adara,” He nodded at her.
She smirked, “Actually, no,” she said. “That’s not fair. I don’t want to cause a rematch or something, when Sirius wins. I’ll just take a nap. Do you mind if I lay down?” she asked Sirius.
He looked somewhat relieved, “No, go ahead, love.”
Adara kicked off her shoes and, still in her uniform skirt that was a tad short, she turned and stretched out in a way that resulted in her legs lying across Sirius’ lap. She rested her head on the opposite arm rest and subtly undid a few of the top buttons of her shirt and scooted down so that her skirt came more up her legs than it usually did. Sirius looked her down from her head to her legs as James commanded one of his pieces to demolish another one of Sirius’.
“What?” Adara asked, looking at him from her horizontal position on the couch. She reached down and scratched a pretend itch on her leg.
Sirius watched her, but didn’t say anything. He was breathing a little too fast, Adara noticed with pleasure.
“Your turn, Padfoot, come on!” James said faking exasperation. As Sirius slowly turned back to the board, one hand on Adara’s thigh and the other on her knees, James and Adara caught eyes. James winked and nodded subtly. Adara turned her laugh into a cough.
Sirius made a pretty shitty move, and then glanced at Adara. She yawned, closing her eyes, and put her hands over her head, stretching in a way that made her shirt ride up and reveal a bit of her bare stomach. She heard a strangled noise escape from her tortured boyfriend. She allowed her arms to lie over the armrest once relaxed so her midriff was still revealed a bit. She heard Sirius sigh as James made his move, and then felt his hand traveling up her thigh.
Whooaa, she thought. He’s not supposed to do it back! There was no way she would be able to sit here while he tortured her back. She would attack him; she had no self-control when it came to that boy, that much she’d learned.
I’ll just have to tough it out, she thought, surely doing this is torturing him, too. The game continued for what felt like forever as Sirius slowly got closer and closer to her knickers, on the leg that was hidden from James. Finally, she sat up and pulled her legs so she was sitting crisscrossed, “Actually, I’m not that tired.” She said quickly.
“Oh, really,” Sirius smirked.
Adara looked him in the eye and saw that he knew what she was doing. She grinned at him, “Nope,” she propped her head up on her elbows on her knees so that her shirt poofed out in the front just enough so Sirius could see down it and to her blue bra. She watched, smiling, as his eyes took her new position in and his so-sure smile fell the tiniest bit.
“Padfoot, for Merlin’s sake will you please take your turn?” James brought him back.
He tore his eyes from Adara and hurriedly moved his queen. The game continued like that for a few minutes before Adara got bored. She turned around so her head rested in Sirius’ lap and watched his face as he tried to pick his next move. She subtly scratched a nonexistent itch on her chest. Sirius looked down at her and she bit her bottom lip and smiled.
“In the name of fucking Merlin,” he muttered. He reached forward, flicked over his king, “You win,” he nodded and stood up, grabbing Adara’s wrist and pulling her up the stairs to his dorm. Adara laughed and jogged to keep up with him, feeling accomplished.
“What’s wrong, Sirius?” she asked innocently.
“You are so evil,” Sirius shook his head and then turned to his right and entered his dorm. As soon as he pulled Adara through the door, she shut the door behind her, pulled Sirius so that his back was against the door and kissed him lightly on the lips.
“What are you talking about?” She asked as she pressed her lower body to his, hard. Sirius wrapped his arms around her lower back and pulled her closer.
“Oh my God,” Sirius moaned.
Adara laughed into his mouth as she kissed him again, pulling him to her. “You are going to make me have a heart attack one day,” he swore when she pulled away. She ran her hand through his hair and looked deep into his beautiful eyes.
He took her breath away.
“Well, I don’t want to do that,” she whispered and pulled away from him. She walked away from him looking around at the dorm in the daylight.
“Noo,” Sirius sighed, and followed her. He pulled her to him again, “I don’t mind,” he grinned. “Actually, I love it. Heart attacks are my favorite.”
“Oh, are they?” she teased.
“Definitely,” he said and leaned down to kiss her. She leaned against him, going up on her tiptoes as she ran both of her hands through his soft, silky hair. She ran her tongue across his bottom lip and he sighed into her mouth. She thought her chest was going to explode; surely her heart would burst out of it any second now.
Sirius gently lifted her, took a step, and laid her down on the bed that had been right behind her, holding himself up with one elbow on either side of her. He pulled away and began trailing a line of kisses down her jaw, down her neck, her collarbone. Adara pushed her hips up against his and heard him moan quietly against her neck. She remembered she had hands right then, but couldn’t remember the reason Sirius still had his shirt on. She slowly unbuttoned his shirt, top to bottom, as he kissed her again on the mouth.
When she finished her task, she lightly placed her somewhat cold hands on the warmth of his abs. Sirius sighed again and she kissed him back with fervor as she traced his abdomen, his chest, and around to his back, which she used to pull him tighter to him. She slid his shirt over his arms and through it behind her then she pushed him over so she was on top. She kissed his collarbone, his neck, his jaw as he began to undo the buttons on her shirt. She didn’t have nearly as many buttoned as he did, so soon her shirt was also on the floor and she pressed her stomach to his. His bare skin was so smooth and warm and felt so amazing on her bare skin that she let out a long sigh and wondered why she hadn’t done this before.
How in the world had she lived without Sirius for so long?
She wasn’t sure. Sirius flipped her back over so she was on her back and kissed her stomach, her chest, her collarbone…
A/N: Muhaha. So I know a cliff hanger after two + months is totally not cool, but I coudln't help myself. HAPPY HALLOWEEN, GUYS! My favorite holiday, definitely. I really don't have an excuse for being two months late, except life, love, college applications, etc. but most of my deadlines are/were November 1st so all my essays are written, apps submitted, and all, meaning I'll have time to write more! Yay! Again, I was really having writers block on this chapter. I had to write it in like six different sittings, which I hardly ever have to do. Writing about a happy couple after a breakup, getting backtogether, but having your guy 8 hours away is very dificult, so... BUT STILL. That's no excuse. You guys are awesome and I'm horrible. But I promise quicker updates (I hope/think.)
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