Three Times Is…
Chapter 2 - Two Times Is A Coincidence
by Contrail

Disclaimer: Fairy Tail belongs to Hiro Mashima, and is being used without permission. No profit is being made from this story.

Warning:

Adult content including sex, voyeurism, oral sex, and multiple sexual partners.


Even after the scratch marks and hickeys from their encounter in the mountains had faded, the three of them were still wrestling with what had happened between them. Juvia was perhaps the one who had the easiest time wrapping her head around it - she'd occasionally had fantasies about Lyon sleeping with her and Gray before, though she'd never intended to act upon them. So it wasn't hard for her to accept that she'd enjoyed the three of them being together, though not the circumstances under which it had occurred. She found her mind drifting towards imagining them all in bed together more often, though, and she worried a bit about how she might react the next time they met up with Lyon.

Lyon was more conflicted. He'd been aware for a while that gender didn't matter that much to him when it came to finding other people attractive, so being intimate with another man wasn't what was bothered him about what had happened. But ever since the end of the Grand Magic Games held the year the group of Fairy Tail members returned from Tenrou Island, he'd been trying to move on from his feelings for Juvia, since it had become clear to him that he couldn't compete with the bond developing between Gray and Juvia. He'd even thought he'd been succeeding while he watched their relationship progress to the point where they were officially dating. But all it had taken was one brief episode of lost inhibitions to bring all of his old feelings towards her back with a vengeance.

And then there was how Gray's involvement in the incident complicated everything further. He'd known, in an academic sort of way, that Gray was attractive, but had never seen him as anything but his oft-frustrating fellow student. That is, he hadn't until he'd ended up kissing Gray - and more - while under the effects of that pollen. Whatever subconscious barriers he'd had to seeing Gray that way had been smashed to pieces, to the point he had trouble understanding how he hadn't realized exactly how attractive Gray truly was before. So now he found himself wishing he could be with two people, who were taken beca8se they were dating each other.

Finally, Gray mostly tried to convince himself that any enjoyment he'd gotten from touching and being touched by Lyon like that was only because of the pollen's effects. It wasn't that he thought that there was anything wrong with a man liking other men that way, it was just that he knew he didn't. At least, he thought he didn't… But no matter how much he insisted that was the case to himself, it couldn't stop the shreds of doubt forming at the edges of his mind.

Gray and Juvia didn't see Lyon again until a couple of months after their encounter, when the Grand Magic Games were held again. The yearly event drew guilds from all over Fiore to compete in Crocus, and with Fairy Tail back in action none of the top guilds wanted to miss it. The administrators of the event had decided not to continue with their experiment of allowing each guild to field two teams, and since Natsu and Lucy still hadn't returned and Laxus had become the Master after his grandfather's death, Fairy Tail's team was composed of Erza, Mira, Gajeel, Gray, and Juvia, with Cana as the reserve member.

When Gray and Juvia first ran into Lyon in Crocus, there was a long, tense moment when none of them were quite sure how to react. But once it became clear they weren't feeling irresistibly compelled to try to rip each other clothes off, they all decided to at least try to act like nothing had changed between them… which mostly meant the two boys started trash-talking to each other about who's magic was better and who's team would win. During the competitions, they were able to mostly keep their focus on other things, though sometimes their gazes lingered on one of the others a little too long. The Games were fiercely contested by the assembled teams, with Juvia managing to completely dominate a water-themed event, which helped the Fairy Tail team have enough points to grasp victory on the final day of the competition.

Fairy Tail felt the need to throw an epic party to celebrate, of course. In the middle of the evening, Lyon showed up at the bar Fairy Tail's bash was being held at, already a little buzzed from his guild's quieter celebration of their surprising second place finish, to congratulate Gray on his team's win. Somewhat predictably, the conversation between the two turned from their respective teams' performances in the Games to which of them would win in a fight between them, which sadly had not really been tested during the competition this time. Arguing about it lead to them trying to find out right then and there, with Juvia trying ineffectually to get them to calm down until their antics drew Erza's attention. She promptly grabbed ahold of the fighting ice mages and bashed their heads together before sternly ordering them to celebrate by drinking, not fighting, even going so far as to set mugs of beer in front of them. Not wanting to argue with the intimidating Requip mage, they both obeyed.

One drink was soon followed by another, and Lyon ended up staying far longer than he'd intended to, drinking and talking with Gray and Juvia. By the end of the night, all three of them were quite thoroughly sloshed, and Gray was having to help his crying girlfriend back to their inn. Offering to accompany them, Lyon followed, watching as Juvia buried her face into Gray's shoulder and Gray put a comforting arm around her. After walking quietly along with them for a little while, Lyon commented softly, "You're a lot more… tender towards Juvia than you used to be."

Looking over Juvia's head at Lyon, Gray quirked an eyebrow at Lyon's unexpected statement but nodded, wondering if he would continue.

Lyon did. "You two seem happier now…" Meeting Gray's gaze, a bittersweet smile tugged at his lips. "I'm glad, you both deserve it." And he truly meant those words. He didn't want to come between them, but… He couldn't help that there was a part of him that wished he could be the one that either or both of them regarded with such care. Really, he was no longer sure which of them was luckier to have the other, Gray or Juvia.

It didn't take them very long to reach the inn Fairy Tail was staying at. Grateful that they hadn't made the teams share a room this year, and thus they wouldn't have to worry too much about disturbing the others or being disturbed, Gray helped Juvia up to the room they shared, Lyon trailing along behind them. After half-carrying Juvia to the bed, Gray gave Lyon a hard stare until he turned around, then helped Juvia out of her clothes and into a nightshirt, somehow losing everything but his boxers himself in the process.

Letting Lyon know he could turn back around, Gray started tucking Juvia into bed. Oddly, he could feel Lyon watching him, and there was something different in the way Lyon was looking at him that he couldn't place. When he looked back at Lyon, he had already looked away, as if worried about getting caught or something. As Gray scanned Lyon's form himself, trying to spot anything that might explain what was going on with him, the thought that Lyon really was a handsome guy surfaced, as it had a few other times during the games. He shook his head a little in an attempt to clear it, but the idea stubbornly refused to fade away, unlike the times before.

Still looking away from where Gray and Juvia were on the bed, Lyon said in a low tone, "I should head back to my own hotel."

A fresh set of tears running down her face, a still rather drunk Juvia reached over and clutched the sleeve of Lyon's jacket, crying out, "No! Juvia doesn't want Lyon-sama to leave yet!"

After quickly glancing at Gray, who just made a 'go along with it' gesture, Lyon sat down next to Gray on the bed. "Of course, Juvia-chan, I wouldn't want to disappoint you. But I can't stay for too long, okay?"

"Juvia understands," she replied with a nod of her head, though she apparently couldn't keep herself from pouting a bit.

Leaning forward, Gray gently brushed a stray lock of hair behind one of her ears. "Is there anything you'd like Lyon to do before he goes? To, y'know, cheer you up or something?"

Juvia looked to one side, a comically serious expression on her face as she considered Gray's question. Eventually hitting upon an answer, her expression brightened as she turned eager eyes back towards the two of them. "Juvia would like it if Gray-sama and Lyon-sama kissed!"

After their initial shock at the request wore off, Gray and Lyon turned to look at each other, Gray with a questioning eyebrow raised. Lyon gave him a bemused shrug in response, as if to say, 'Why not?'. Gray returned his look with a skeptical one, as if doubting his seriousness. Lyon responded with another, smaller shrug and a tiny smile, like he was saying, 'It can't be that bad, right?'.

As Lyon started leaning forward, slowly enough that Gray could easily move away if he wanted to, Gray wondered if he was really going to go through with this. It's not like he wanted to kiss Lyon, or any other guy for that matter. Still… a small part of him was curious - was the stupid lust pollen the only reason he'd enjoyed Lyon's touch back then? Or had he actually found it appealing on some level without the influence of outside forces? Well, there was only one way to find out… Shifting forward, he helped close the distance between him and Lyon until their lips met.

For a moment they just sat there, lips pressed lightly together but not moving. But once Lyon realized that Gray wasn't going to immediately pull away, the pressure of his lips against Gray's grew firmer as they began to move. Lyon's lips were a bit dryer and more chapped than Juvia's, but the difference wasn't unpleasant, the contact generating electric tingles inside him and making his heart start to pound harder in his chest. Hesitantly, Gray let his hands settle on Lyon's hips, while Lyon wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling him close enough for Lyon's now bare chest to brush against his. Lyon's other hand found its way up to cradle the back of Gray's head, and with its encouragement Gray found himself tilting his head to let Lyon deepen the kiss.

Juvia watched with wide eyes as the kiss between the two men in front of her went far past what she'd expected them to be willing to do. Not that she minded watching the two of them engage in Boy's Love, or had any intention of stopping them… Indeed, she'd fantasized about them doing such things before, but even after what they'd done under the influence of the lust pollen she'd never expected that they'd do it again. She wouldn't even have asked them to kiss if she hadn't had so much to drink that it loosened her tongue. As she took in the display of passion before her, like that time in a mountain river, she felt desire begin to stir within her because of it. And like that time, she felt a need for an outlet for those growing feelings. Licking her suddenly dry lips, she let her hands slip up under the hem of her nightshirt, skimming over her stomach to reach her breasts, which she palmed and started gently kneading.

Gray felt Lyon's tongue trace the seam of his lips, asking for entrance. Letting out a muffled groan, he allowed them to part, his own tongue emerging to meet Lyon's. Brushing and tangling together, neither one was about to just let the other push into their territory without a fight. Letting his hands travel up from Lyon's waist over his back, stroking taut skin stretched over muscle as they went, Gray wondered how far Lyon was going to push things. He hadn't expected him to take it this far, but Gray wasn't going to be the first one to back out, either. Not as long as what they were doing kept feeling this good.

Pulling back a short distance momentarily, Lyon took a second to catch his breath before pressing his lips to Gray's neck. As Gray tilted his head away to allow him better access, Lyon wondered how far Gray was going to let him go. Lyon had been doing a good job of ignoring his attraction to Gray until Juvia made that request of them. Presented with an opportunity to act on his desires, even if only a little, and having drunkenness as an excuse if anyone asked why he'd done it later, he couldn't resist doing so, pledging to himself that he'd stop if Gray asked him to, or appeared at all uncomfortable with what he was doing. But Gray hadn't stopped him at a brief kiss like he'd expected, and the way he seemed to continue enjoying what Lyon was doing to him only encouraged Lyon to keep going.

Lyon brought his hands to rest on Gray's shoulders as he nipped at Gray's pulse point before running his tongue over the bite to soothe it. His hands trailed slowly over Gray's collarbones to his pecs, enjoying the feel of lean muscle beneath them. As his hands continued to move lower on Gray's body at a leisurely pace, his lips followed after, sucking on the juncture between Gray's neck and shoulders before he traced the dip of Gray's collarbones with his tongue. Kissing his way further down, Lyon could feel Gray's hands still stroking over the skin of his back and shoulders.

Continuing lower, he pressed his lips to the top of Gray's well-defined abs as his hands started running up and down Gray's legs. Lyon could feel the muscles tense under his kisses as he trailed fingers up the insides of the other man's thighs. Pulling his head back, he absentmindedly licked his lips as he eyed Gray's cock, its mostly erect state testifying that what he'd being doing had been arousing, at least. Glancing up at Gray's face, Lyon found Gray watching him, an almost expectant look in his eyes, as if asking him, 'Well, aren't you…?' In answer to that silent challenge, Lyon reached out and wrapped a hand around Gray's length, dragging his hand up from the base to the tip and sweeping his thumb across the top, watching Gray briefly squeeze his eyes shut as he let out a low groan.

Feeling pleased with Gray's reaction, Lyon firmed his grip and began stroking Gray's member up and down. It took only a few repetitions of the motion for the flesh in his hand to finish stiffening. Looking towards Gray for any signs of discomfort, Lyon lowered his head over the other man's cock and swirled his tongue across the tip, eliciting a quiet moan of pleasure from him. Tightening his grip of Lyon's shoulders, Gray tugged him closer. Responding to the unspoken request for more, Lyon slowly licked his way up from the base to the head.

Watching things heat up between the two ice mages was only raising Juvia's own temperature. Their passionate actions, her own attraction to both of them, the beautiful way their appearances contrasted with each other, light and dark… It all came together to form a heady mixture. By the time Lyon started going down on Gray, simply teasing her own breasts wasn't enough to satisfy the growing ache between her thighs any longer. Releasing her right breast, she slipped a hand under the waistband of her panties, spreading her legs open to allow access to her center. She bit back a moan as she teasingly ran her fingers lightly over her entrance before sinking a finger inside and rubbing her thumb over her clit. All the while, her eyes never left the scene before her.

As she pumped her finger in and out of herself, she thought about how good it would feel to have Lyon's head of silver-white hair between her thighs, his mouth licking and sucking… or being the one to suck his cock, pleasuring him until he went over the edge… Just thinking about it made her breath shorten and her face flush as more heat coiled low in her abdomen. Working her finger faster underneath her panties, she groaned upon realizing that it still wasn't enough and added a second finger to the one thrusting in and out of her core.

Juvia's soft sighs and moans as she pleasured herself formed a distant backdrop to what Gray and Lyon were doing. Lyon had lavished attention on Gray's member with tongue and lips before wrapping them around the head and taking it part of the way into his mouth, drawing a hiss from Gray at the intense sensations. Gray had long since stopped wondering when Lyon was going to stop. Hell, he'd probably be more upset if he did stop at this point. As Lyon slid Gray's length in and out of his mouth, taking him in deeper each time, Gray could tell that Lyon knew what he was doing. He briefly wondered who else Lyon had done this with, but the thought soon melted away under the waves of pleasure that Lyon's lips and tongue were giving him.

Moving his tongue back and forth against the underside of Gray's cock, Lyon drew back until just the tip remained in his mouth and gave a powerful suck, swirling his tongue over the sensitive flesh there, before taking him deep into his throat. Gripping Lyon's silver locks in his hands, Gray urged him to move his head faster and take him in even deeper. Obliging him, Lyon's head started to bob as he took Gray's balls in his hands, stroking his fingers over them as he sought out sensitive spots. "Fuck," Gray cursed, quiet but heartfelt, Lyon's ministrations driving him crazy because they felt so good but left him needing more. Using his grip on Lyon's head, Gray held him in place, making shallow thrusts with his hips, taking over control of how fast and deep Lyon was taking him in.

Gray's breathing grew louder and more ragged as his thrusts into Lyon's mouth gained strength and speed. Lyon continued to suck and lick and fondle as best he could while taking in Gray's cock without choking on it. The tension coiling low in Gray's belly was reaching a breaking point, and he redoubled his efforts to achieve release. Finally, Gray felt his muscles tense and with one final thrust he burst into his climax. While Gray's vision went white and his awareness was swallowed by the pleasure that flooded through him, Lyon swallowed down the cum that flooded his mouth and throat, practiced enough not to choke on it.

Releasing Gray's softening member from his mouth with a soft pop, Lyon wiped his mouth with the back of his hand while waiting for Gray to come back to himself. Meanwhile, Juvia was shuddering where she lay on the bed, having brought herself to orgasm while watching Gray come into Lyon's mouth. Panting a little, she wiped the slickness off of her right hand onto the bed sheets. Even after her release, she wasn't feeling completely satisfied. Eyeing Lyon's stiff length, she got on her hands and knees and moved towards her two companions. "Lyon-sama is still hard," she commented, looking up at him from underneath her lashes. "Would he like Juvia to take care of him?"

Lyon bit his lip and just stared at Juvia for a long moment, his cock throbbing with desire. For her to say something like that to him, while looking at him like that… It was as if someone had taken one of his private fantasies and brought it to life. Swallowing, he nodded. "Please, Juvia-chan."

Juvia looked over to Gray, seeing if he would object, but when he just calmly looked back at her, she knelt in front of Lyon and leaned forward, resting her hands on Lyon's knees and pressing a soft kiss to Lyon's pulse. As she began to kiss her way down Lyon's throat, her hands started trailing up and down his thighs, fingers dragging over the sensitive skin on the inside of them.

Gray watched as Juvia worked her way over Lyon's collarbones and down his chest, slowly moving closer to her goal, vaguely puzzled by his own reaction to the sight. Shouldn't he be upset that his girlfriend was about give someone else a blowjob? Usually he would be, he thought, yet the anger he had expected just wasn't coming to him. Instead, watching them together was being kind of… exciting. Maybe it was because of the way all of the alcohol in his system was making things seem hazy, as if the three of them were wrapped up in their own little world where nothing they did would have any consequences. If there were no consequences, he could just give in and let himself do what he wanted. And what he wanted right then was to feel Lyon's body against his own. Settling himself behind Lyon, Gray wrapped his arms around him, running his hands up and down Lyon's chest as he kissed the back of his neck. Leaning his head over Lyon's shoulder as he continued to trail his hands over Lyon's skin, Gray watched as Juvia kissed her way past Lyon's navel.

Now at eye level with Lyon's member, any coverings for it having been long since unconsciously stripped off, she leaned forward and gave it a long lick, traveling from the base to just under the tip before running her tongue around where the head met the rest of the shaft, making Lyon shiver in response. The length and girth of Lyon's cock were a bit different than that of Gray's, and so was the taste of his skin, but Juvia found it no less appealing. As she licked and kissed and sucked, she watched Lyon's reactions closely to see what he enjoyed most, gradually taking him in further and further into her mouth.

Lyon had started off already rather turned on from what he'd done with Gray, and the sight of Juvia's blue-haired head bobbing as her mouth moved over his length, something that could've been ripped from his most sexual imaginings, not to mention the attention Gray was paying to him with his hands and mouth, was making it hard for him to last very long under Juvia's ministrations. Tangling a hand in her hair, he urged her to move faster and take him in even deeper. Almost embarrassingly fast, he found himself awash in pleasure as he flooded Juvia's mouth with his seed, which she quickly swallowed down.

Licking her lips to clean up any spills, Juvia shifted back a little, watching Lyon recover himself as she tried to ignore the renewed ache between her thighs. Straightening up, Lyon gazed at her through half-lidded eyes, the heat she found there making her shift restlessly. "Allow me to return the favor." It was more of a declaration than a request, but Juvia had no desire to object, pulling her legs out from under herself and letting them fall open, the access provided a silent invitation. She, too, had long since lost all of her clothing, all barriers between them gone.

Settling himself between her spread thighs, Lyon pressed his mouth to the sensitive inner flesh of one of them, kissing and licking and sucking his way towards her center, coming close enough for her to feel his cool breath wash over her core before switching to her other thigh to repeat the process. As he did so, she felt Gray seat himself behind her. He took her breasts into his hands and began kneading them and teasing her nipples while pressing open-mouthed kisses to her neck. She moaned, arching her back into Gray's touch. When Lyon finally reached the bottom of her thigh again, this time he spread her lower lips and took a long, slow heavy lick of her center, making her gasp and buck her hips. He traced a circle on her clit with his tongue before plunging it into her core.

As Gray looked down at the sight of Lyon's silver hair nestled between Juvia's thighs, he still couldn't quite understand his own reaction to it. Just being drunk shouldn't have made him okay with another guy being with Juvia like this, and he'd never liked Lyon getting too close to her before, knowing what Lyon felt for her. But now as he watched them together, all he could do was find the scene before him hot. Maybe it was because this way he could watch and listen to Juvia's reactions to having someone's mouth and tongue work on her without being caught up in being the one doing it. Maybe it was because after doing what he had done with Lyon earlier, Gray found himself wanting him as much as he wanted Juvia. Maybe it was because he was right there, touching her and contributing to her pleasure, too. Whatever the real reason was, though, he wanted this odd situation they'd found themselves in to keep going until they were all spent.

Trying to ground herself as Lyon continued to switch between giving her center deep licks and delivering more teasing licks and sucks to her clit, Juvia reached behind her with her left hand and grasped Gray's wild black hair while her right hand moved down to tangle in Lyon's silver locks. The combination of what Lyon's talented mouth was doing between her thighs and the additional sparks of pleasure spreading through her from having Gray's hands working on her breasts was almost overwhelming, and she couldn't hold back the cries of pleasure that had begun pealing from her lips. Her voice spiked up in pitch and volume when Lyon took one of his hands and thrust a finger into her core, making her shudder with delight as he gave her clit his mouth's full attention.

She could tell that she was getting close, but she wasn't quite there yet. Using her grip on Lyon's hair, she urged him closer. As much as what Gray and Lyon were doing was driving her wild, she needed more. She needed to reach that peak of pleasure that was so close but still out of reach. Juvia's breath hitched as Lyon inserted another finger into her center, the quick thrusts driving her ever closer to release. She was so close, just a little more… Finally, Lyon gave a particularly hard suck to her clit and she was gone, tipping over the edge into an ocean of pleasure that immediately dragged her down into its depths, washing away all other thought or sensation.

When Juvia recovered from the force of her climax, she looked up to find Lyon gazing down at her, a pleased expression on his face as he slowly licked her juices from his fingers. She let herself stay slumped back against Gray's chest for a few minutes as she caught her breath and let her racing heartbeat slow. As she straightened up and started to pull away, Gray wrapped his arm around her waist more tightly. "It's my turn now," he whispered into her ear, his cool breath and low, husky voice making her shiver in anticipation. He shifted their positions a little, so that his legs stretched out in front of him with her practically sitting in his lap, his cock rubbing up against her still-sensitive center. Guiding her hips up, he lined up his shaft with her entrance and groaned as she lowered herself back down, the remaining slickness from her earlier climax allowing him to slide in easily.

As much as Gray hadn't felt particularly upset by watching (and helping) Juvia and Lyon pleasure each other, he couldn't deny that a part of him was enjoying having Juvia ride him while Lyon watched. Showing him that Juvia let Gray take in her ways that she had yet to allow Lyon to, and how much she enjoyed being with Gray. He groaned again as he used his grip on her hips to encourage her to take him in deeper, then trailed his hands up her toned stomach to grasp her bouncing breasts again. He smirked into her neck as she moaned and upped the pace at which her hips were rising and sinking onto him.

Juvia bit her lip as she stifled another moan, her hips in constant motion as her eyes rested on Lyon sitting across from her and Gray. She could practically feel his eyes as they wandered over her form, gaze heated and full of lust as he watched her body meet Gray's again and again. Usually, the idea of someone watching her have sex with Gray would be enough to make her blush fiercely and want to hide. But having Lyon be the one watching them made it different, somehow. Perhaps it was because she'd already watched him and Gray together. Perhaps it was because they'd just brought each other such pleasure just a short time earlier. Whatever the reason was, the way Lyon watched her and Gray together so avidly was only exciting her more, particularly when Lyon's hand sought out his length, it having gotten stiff again, and began stroking it.

As Lyon regarded the sight of Gray and Juvia joining together, he felt torn. On the one hand, he was really enjoying being a spectator while two people he was deeply attracted to pleasured each other. Removed as he was from what they were doing, he could take in the details of the expressions they were making in the midst of their passion and the symphony of sounds they were releasing. And the way their movements were so in sync with each other was a testament to the strong bond between them, something he didn't want to interfere with. But on the other hand, he badly wanted to join them, to touch and taste and help drive them over the edge into bliss while they did the same for him. So he watched, hand traveling up and down his length ever faster in his growing excitement, and wanted.

When Gray could tell that both him and Juvia were getting close, he moved his right hand from her breast down between her legs, finding the sensitive nubbin of flesh there and beginning to rub it to help make sure Juvia reached her climax before he finished. Seeing an opportunity, Lyon only hesitated for a moment before leaning forward and taking the abandoned breast into one hand, holding it in place enough for his mouth to find her hardened nipple, sucking and swirling his tongue over the peak, his other hand still busily stroking himself. Juvia let out a loud "Ohhhh…!" as Lyon latched onto her, sending a large jolt of pleasure of through her and fanning the heat within her that was almost boiling over. Being with Gray like this was always wonderful, but having Lyon doing that to her as well put things on a whole other level. Chest heaving, she redoubled her efforts, her hips slapping against Gray's even more quickly as she drove him as deep into her as she could.

Juvia was the first one to hit her release, crying out loudly and shuddering in between Gray and Lyon's bodies as the walls of her core clenched tightly on Gray's length. The sudden tightness is what helped Gray over the edge, and he buried himself deeply into her as he came, filling her with his seed. Lyon wasn't quite there yet, so he closed his eyes and replayed the memory of Gray and Juvia achieving climax with his help, however limited it had been. He only had to drag him hand up and down his cock a few more times before his own orgasm washed over him as he sprayed sticky strings of cum over Juvia's stomach, the thick liquid slowly dripping down.

Spent as they were from all they had done, the exhaustion of their busy day finally started to hit them. After helping Juvia clean off her stomach, Gray settled down in the bed, Juvia nestled in his arms facing him. Too tired to find his clothes and make his way back to his own hotel room, Lyon laid himself down on his other side, pulling the sheets over the three of them before sleepily wrapping an arm around the waists of the other two. They could deal with what would happen in the morning when it got here.


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