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[When he opens his door, he's not really sure what he expects. Not a meteor anymore, at least. But instead he stares blankly at her and the floating pillows. Really, the hot chocolate is completely missed in the wake of the floating pillows.]

Oh. You're being haunted. By, uh, pillows.

[#sick joke sam]

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