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Stood in the kitchen of thirty five Portland Row, Sabrina was angrily slicing a banana, with an overly sharp knife as she had been unable to find a butter knife

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Stood in the kitchen of thirty five Portland Row, Sabrina was angrily slicing a banana, with an overly sharp knife as she had been unable to find a butter knife. Lockwood had asked her to come around as he felt like he had not seen her in a while and she found space to break free from the case and spare an hour beforehand. It had taken a shocking amount of preparation beforehand, she was certain this was the most preparation she had put into anything.

As she knew she would not want to wake up and trek to Lockwood's house before heading to Chelsea, he offered for her to spend the night. She knew she would not be in any mood to speak so she accepted, explaining that anything she said at that point was not her own voice, but rather the voice of a severely sleep deprived teenage girl.

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