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“Tha’s ok,” he reassured her with a wide smile. “Spencer does mine like half the time before we walk out the door. ‘m not a morning person. Or a daytime person. Burn like a peach under the sun.” Q paused, kicking his feet while he looked at her from his bench. “Oh. No problem. I was worried ‘bout you goin’ up an escalator.”
She laughed as she leaned over to tie the other shoe. “I like to think I’m a morning person, but then again I’ve been walking around for god knows how long with my shoes untied, so I don’t know what to believe anymore. I can understand the sun thing, though. I have some big, floppy hats back in my room that I usually break out whenever it’s sunny, but it rains here, like, ninety percent of the time, so they usually go unused.” She finished tying her shoe and pushed herself up to a standing position. “I wasn’t planning on using any escalators any time soon, but it’s the thought that counts.”









