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Monica emerged from the door of the house after a night of fairly good sleep. Stretching her arms up over her head and rocking her weight up to the ball of her feet, she looked around at the quiet island around her. She crept back into the house to grab her sketchbook out of her bag and returned…
Jack had awoken not much later than Monica. He ended up getting a decent amount of sleep. He got dressed for the day then headed downstairs, where he saw Monica. She seemed to be grabbing something.
Jack felt bad about Fritz dragging him away and leaving Monica and Rosie behind yesterday, so he figured now would be a time to make amends. “Good morning.” Jack said softly, following Monica outside.
