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Monday, December 14th, 2009 05:18 pm
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[ Luke stands, extremely confused, with a crate of apples balanced on his right shoulder. He isn't wearing his jacket, his skin looks a few shades darker than usual and he's pretty sweaty. He has to hold up the crate with his right hand alone so he can rub away the sweat on his brow. Luke's got some muscle going on! ]

This is weird. Rose didn't say we were going anywhere. Maybe I fell asleep in the cart on my break and she had somewhere to go. But then... where's the cart?

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