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Chapter 33: Siren's Song
The group spent the night sleeping in shifts. Avery tried to avoid the glares that the others gave him-mostly Roz-because he spent his time looking after Kit making sure he ate and slept well. He pulled himself away from the others and into his room. He sat on his bed reading, Kit sleeping soundly next to him. It had been so long since Kit had slept in a real bed that he fell asleep almost instantly. Avery insisted in skipping his sleep shift so that Kit could rest some more-Roz wasn’t very happy about that either. He ignored her passive aggressive comments and did what he thought was best. The sun began to shine through the shutters on his window. They had survived another night. Now they just had to survive another day.
“Avery.” Roz called to him from his door. She had refused to let him be in his room alone with Kit with the door closed. She made him feel like a twelve year old boy. “I need to talk to you outside.” He rolled his eyes, she didn’t even bother to say “please
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