[Again. "As much fun as it'd be to drag nico out at the crack of dawn AGAIN." He fixed it. The pout on his lips curves into a smirk and he gets up off of the bed, coming to sit on Will's desk, his arms crossed over his chest.]
Eleven thirty. [That is the voice of someone beginning to haggle.]
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Eleven thirty. [That is the voice of someone beginning to haggle.]