[Obligingly, Paprika trots over, having just eaten the last of her self-made birthday cake from the day before yesterday. She's sort of wondering now if N had just ditched her--heck, she wouldn't blame him, since she's kind of been the one who ran off in the first place. Still, she figures she's just over-reacting, since her new company isn't too unpleasant or anything...]
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