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Sometimes, being an insomniac sucks. So far today I've did my journal shit for Betsy, cleaned up the house, taken care of the contractors for both the burnt cabinent and the new house.

Gabe, the new place should be done in a week, barring any problems. I paid extra so that they would double the crews. Which was taken care off by the nifty amount I made this morning.

Now, we just need to survive all of us in this house for a week...

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It was another gloriously sunny day. Then again, they all were here. It was part of the reason why Jason wanted to move, the weather never changed here.

It was rather freaky. Which was saying something considering who all lived in the house.

Jason sits on a bench that someone had set up beside the outdoor playset, watching Ella play in the sandbox, smiling as she buries his feet.