Bahorel stops by Feuilly's room not too long after the weekend he can't remember, a small paper packet held lightly in one hand. He's in a fairly thoughtful mood, so he knocks extra loudly.
Feuilly is feeling a little cautious these days; instead of calling out a Come in, he gets up to answer the door. "Oh! Hullo, Bahorel. I was just making coffee--want a cup?"
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