Chocolate is good

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Cillian sat down on the couch, feet curled beneath him. With one hand he reached for his sheet music, with another for the box of chocolate that had been in the gift basket that arrived earlier. Biting into one of the chocolate praline candies, he hummed softly to himself as he tried to work the song out in his head, tapping his pencil against his lips as he chewed.

Carrying a set of printouts and a lab book, Jason shuffled and shifted until finally he could open the door to their quarters. He could see that Cillian was zoned on his music so he set everything down, then made his way over to the couch. Spotting the candy, his eyes light up and he reached down to grab a few chocolates for himself