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Bella Swan/human popsicle
The power is on at my apartment.
The heat is not.
It's freezing.
I call maintenance, and they tell me they'll get to it.
No time frame.
Change in temperature is bad for cardboard, and that's what my dolls are encased in so ...
I'm fucked.
Edward is destroying his burrito while I pull my laptop out.
Of course, right when I need to use the damn thing, it decides that it's time to install a hundred different updates.
I growl and slam the lid down.
"What's up?"
"I need to find a climate controlled storage unit for my dolls or the boxes will be destroyed. A-hah! Alice. I'm sure she'll let me keep them in one of the exam rooms. It's just until the heat gets fixed."
I start rummaging through the mess of junk mail on the table for my phone.
"Just box them up, and we'll put them in my guest bedroom."
"What?"
Edward shrugs.
"Toxic Molly is starting to grow on me. You can keep them at my place until everything gets situated. But you aren't staying here either. You'll catch pneumonia."