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“Sophie flung a pillow at his head.

Or, she tried to.

Throwing with her left arm was much harder than she expect, and...

She ended up nailing Magnate Leto in the face.

Keefe doubled over, clutching his sides and gasping between choking laughs: “THAT...WAS...THE...GREATEST...THING...IVE...EVER...SEEN!”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“Wanna bet?” Keefe countered.

“Bad idea,” Sophie told him. “You’ve won twice now- that means you’re pretty much guaranteed to lose. Especially since this bet relies on me again.”

He grinned. “Exactly, Foster. You’re always the safe bet.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“Keefe, I...'

There were no words.

She threw her arms around his shoulders, hugging him as tight as she could. Maybe if she never let go, she could hold the broken pieces together.”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“Do you have any fathomlethes around here?”

“I hope you’re not talking about the weird river-pearl thing you took in Alluveterre that made you cover your walls in scraps of paper like a serial killer,” Sophie told him.

“Oh I am- I know you’re not going to like it, Foster. But I remembered a ton of stuff last time. So how about I promise to let you help me sort through the notes again? Remember that? Such a classic Keephie moment!”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback