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Amira giggled a little bit. "I know you do." She said and shook her head. "Well I guess people just want the best of fantasy and realistic content all at once dont they?" She said and shook her head as she poured the smoothies into some cups and handed Weston his before taking a good few drinks of hers. She was thinking maybe she just went to bed dehydrated or something, since she was starting to feel better already now that she was up.

Lance watched her take his glasses, taking a sip of his water as she put them on. He couldnt stop laughing at her first comment. "I told you I couldnt really see father than five feet in front of me, and thats a pretty generous estimate too." He said and then shrugged. "You get used to it. The glasses definitely help, like a lot." He teased a little.