Sitting in the stand, staring down at the two figures hunched over their keyboards, Clio wondered what the blazes she was doing here. Had she turned into some sort of word junkie? Was she a writer groupie? Would she become one of those people who had to fall asleep to the clatter of keys on the keyboard?
She shook herself, knocking these thoughts out of her brain and focused on her stomach. It has been hours since she last ate. Where was the popcorn? Were their peanuts anywhere? Pizza?
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