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Tom’s POV

'So, what’s she like? And Tom, I mean personality wise.'

'Oh right. Well she seems nice enough from first impressions. She can speak a little german. An she knows who we are.'

'You mean she’s a crazy fan girl?'

'If she was a crazy fan girl don’t you think she would have screamed and fainted by now?'

'He’s right, she must know how to keep a cool on.'

She came back though the door still in her night things. But she seemed a lot more awake now. I wonder if she’ll make any breakfast? I’m starving.

'Right, I’m going to make food. Who wants something?'

'Oh yay! Umm, toast and tea bitte.'

'Well, how how about if I just make a pile of toast. Then I can take orders on drinks.'

'Yeah sounds like a plan.'

'Umm, Bill’s having cornflakes is there anyone else that doesn’t want toast?'

'No, no. Toast is fine. '