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          ❝ No Dawn, this is              my own concern for              you. You don’t want              holes in your teeth              …do you? ❞

"Is that right? Well consider yourself a bit better then." He grabbed the small pot of tea he had beside them and filled her glass "I am over joyed you decided to stay, I don’t get to many people in my shack anymore. Time’s have changed a lot. So has the city and the people, it seems the generations go by so fast these days."

      A soft smile makes its way to her lips as he fills her cup. For a stranger who had just out of the blue asked her in off the street, he didn’t seem so bad. Of course, knowing personally how easy it was to go from kind to psychotic, Dawn was still on guard.

He chuckled “That is true, maybe I should re-word my statement. I’m not very good at chess. It’s a very new concept to me.” He admitted

"I was never very good at chess my dear."

          ❝ If you have more              you won’t get enough              nutrition that your body              actually needs and you’ll              get cavities faster, Dawn.  ❞