Sage grimaced, and silently opened the door. His stomach growled, and his mind flashed through the imagined food that would be available to him if he could convince his parents to take Sawyer up on his offer. Somehow or other he had shrunk. He opened his hand and Drew fell down into his palm. None of that really matter now. A very small of amount of grapes later, Drew pulled out his guitar. Drew barely stopped a frown. Sage had already borrowed plenty of food for the next week.
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