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Blake sighed as he heard the fridge open. It was clear to hear because his house was so empty. Just him and a few souls of some of his family members, but they tended to be quiet at night so he could sleep. Blake got up and pulled on some grey sweat pants. He walked downstairs and found Allie at his table eating grapes with a glass of milk. "We don't have to sleep," Blake said grabbing a cookie jar from atop the fridge, "but I like to. We don't have to eat either, but food is delicious. being a new soul collector is hard. You'll start to sleep again in'a few years. Trust me." Blake said. Blake set a few cookies beside her milk. "Better combo." he told her.