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*Adam waits by the lake. He looks around him, making sure everything is ready. He's a little nervous, and takes a few deep breaths. Everything will go fine. It would. He's Adam, he can do this. He's got everything he needs, and he sits and waits.*
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*And Paul is dressed again, squeaky clean, with the addition of a fedora*
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*Adam stands up and brushes his hands on his now-dry clothes*
Well. Then. Right. I guess we'll just, um. Go back in, then.
right.
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And places the fedora on Adam's head with the other.*
Do what you want. Always.
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