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ℒℒ 48 {transcribed}
[ Lana doesn't fall asleep accidentally very often these days. She's too wired, too stressed, too anxious, always too something. But when you're watching old movies, sprawled on a comfy couch, with a dinosaur sleeping half on your torso and a puppy covering your feet, it's hard to stay awake.
She awakens just before the doorbell rings, and Shadow is up to run downstairs and bark at the door like the terrible guard dog he is. Sansa wakes up confused and latches onto her arms, leaving Lana with little choice but to carry her awkwardly down to answer the door. A quick glance at the monitor lets her see who it is, so she's already smiling a bit when she opens the door, unaware of that silly journal open and recording nearby. ]
[ And for a moment, Ezio just stares at the dinosaur in Lana's arms, not quite sure what it is. Then, after a second of surprise, he manages to get something out of his mouth: ]
Well. I was going to be charming and handsome, but I was not expecting you to be holding a lizard the size of a child!
[ He holds out the bouquet he brought, anyway. There are dark red dahlias, yellow and orange calla lilies, purple trachelium, and orange roses, all suited for fall, and he offers them in a way that suggests he said something romantic, rather than that slight stumble. ]
She awakens just before the doorbell rings, and Shadow is up to run downstairs and bark at the door like the terrible guard dog he is. Sansa wakes up confused and latches onto her arms, leaving Lana with little choice but to carry her awkwardly down to answer the door. A quick glance at the monitor lets her see who it is, so she's already smiling a bit when she opens the door, unaware of that silly journal open and recording nearby. ]
[ And for a moment, Ezio just stares at the dinosaur in Lana's arms, not quite sure what it is. Then, after a second of surprise, he manages to get something out of his mouth: ]
Well. I was going to be charming and handsome, but I was not expecting you to be holding a lizard the size of a child!
[ He holds out the bouquet he brought, anyway. There are dark red dahlias, yellow and orange calla lilies, purple trachelium, and orange roses, all suited for fall, and he offers them in a way that suggests he said something romantic, rather than that slight stumble. ]

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