Michael was pacing about the apartment trying to decide whether everything was ready. By the Christmas tree were two neat stacks of presents ready to be summoned away, one with presents for Iden's family and one with presents for Michael's family. On the hob were several dishes keeping warm until brunch at Iden's mum's house. In the refrigerator were several more dishes keeping cool until dinner at Michael's parents' house.
"Iden, are you ready to go?" Michael called from the kitchen.
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Michael was suddenly uncomfortable talking about Morag. Despite the discomfort presented by discussing embarrassing childhood stories, he didn't like thinking about his sexuality. It made him feel odd.
"Um, I dunno. I haven't really kept in touch with her since the castle. We were friends at school, but we didn't hang out much besides to study. I'm not sure why, come to think of it."
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