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Alfons for his part was currently in the kitchen, working on another large bowl of No More Tears to give to Conrad when he awoke from his slumber. He yawned softly and shook his head to try and clear it, still feeling jittery after what had happened.
Brooke searched nearly every room of the base searching for the one he had made her vow to to never go near Conrad again. She heard soft cluttering in the kitchen and went to check it out. Walking silently towards the room, peeked into the room from around the corner without being seem, fearing that Conrad was in there. Brooke’s breath hitched in her throat as she caught sight of the mysterious man she made met the last night. She was relieved to have finally found him abut also somewhat fearful to see him, after what she did to Conrad.
She was about to leave but she stopped herself. ‘No, Brooke. No more hiding. You have to tell him what happened. This man clearly cares about Conrad, he deserves to know the truth.’ Brooke took in a deep breath and walked into the light coming through the kitchen entrance and gave a light knock on the sill. “Hey…” She said quietly, almost a whisper, unable to put more energy into her words after hardly getting any sleep last night.
Alfons looked up and gasped when he saw Brooke, tensing up instantly, holding onto the spoon he was using to mix tighter now, braced and ready to fight if she wanted to fight him. “Was do you vant?” he asked her.
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