Michishige raised an eyebrow. "You okay Avery?" he asked, noticing she looked a little, shaken up. Though itwas obvious to him that Whit was enjoying that, because she was so close to him. He shook his head at Whit, when his stomach growled. "Hm... I suppose we ought grab some lunch..." he thought aloud.
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