“Erisolsprite!” Jake called, waking him up. “Are you going to be lazy again or do you want to come collect grist with me for once?”

         “Fuck no!” Erisolsprite hollered. “And, I’m not lazy!”

         “If you aren’t lazy, then riddle me this: Why the hell have you slept through half of the day?”

         “I’m sick, asshole!”

         “You’ll be okay if you get up and get some fresh air,”

         “I’d totally puke if I went walking around outside,”

         “No, you wouldn’t!” Jake chuckled. “You’re so dramatic,”

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