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Morro: *creeps around in Lloyds room and stops at the edge of Lloyds bed* Lloyd... pssst Lloyd!

Lloyd: *wakes up and groans* what do you want...?

Morro: your hair sucks...!

Lloyd: go to sleep, and starve! *pulls the blanket over his head*

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