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It's late, late at night by the time Meg is standing in front of Lilly's room, and she doesn't knock loudly.

It doesn't seem quite fair to wake her up. And there's always the Threshold. But -

Well. Just in case she is up.

Just in case.

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"Good," Lilly says firmly.

"Because I wouldn't want a roommate who had other priorities. I mean, what if you needed quiet study hours every night? How would I cope?"

She pauses.

"If, however, we study dancing... then it's totally cool. I'll teach you routines from my time if you give me a little extra ballet grace."

. . . do you think -

*Meg breaks off, eyes wide - she literally hasn't even been able to imagine having so much space of her own.*

Could we get - oh, it'd probably be awfully expensive, I don't know how these things would work, but -

- do you think we could get one with, with a studio?

"Hell yeah," Lilly replies.

"I mean, what else am I going to do with my money? It's not like I need to worry about retirement planning. We can have a studio and a hot tub and a big-screen tv and a freakin water slide if we want."

*. . . from Meg's face, she sees no reason why anyone at all would not want a waterslide!*

And it's not like you wouldn't be using the studio either - Lilly, this is the best idea ever, you do know this?

And I've got my salary from the House of Arch, *she adds, hastily.* So I will be able to pay half.

"Oh, I know it is."

Lilly may be a trifle smug.

"So yeah, you've got House of Arch money, Say True money, we're all set for a swanky suite lifestyle. It's going to be the best ever."

We'll be the envy of the entire bar, *Meg agrees, seriously.* I mean it. We'll have followers lurking sadly around the door waiting to be let in at all hours, and we'll have to get Raph to come scare them away.

Lilly breaks into giggles.

"Totally! I can so see it. Luckily for Raph, we'll be right upstairs. It'll hardly require any effort at all for him to come be grumpy at people."

And we'll bribe him.

With . . .

*Meg racks her brains.*

Babies!

"...avoiding them, right?"

Lilly is picturing Raph holding two babies and the look on her face rather clearly indicates that she thinks the look on his face would not be one of a happily bribed man.

- maybe I phrased that badly, *Meg says, cheerfully.* I meant we can threaten him with babies.

Or alternately, give him the babies, and then spring him with orders while he's too terrified to think twice about agreeing!

"I love the way you think, Meg."

Lilly beams at her.

"We're going to be the best roommates ever. We have so much in common!"

Really, if you consider all of the dead blonde terrifying-people-into-submission evidence, it's frighteningly true.

This, *Meg says, beaming back -

- and so grateful to have this to think about; to be able to scheme and plan and laugh, right now -*

is kind of a given.

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