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Man. This place is a mess.
He dragged himself off the couch and started straightening things.
He was so intent on his task, he didn't notice Jim come downstairs until he spoke.
"Sandburg, what are you doing?"
Blair glanced up with a start.
"Jim! Should you be up? You need to get plenty of rest to fight that flu."
"Sandburg! I asked you a question. Besides, you were almost as sick as I was."
Blair waved his hand dismissively.
"I'm fine. The mess was bugging me."
Jim grinned broadly.
"I knew I'd housebreak you."
"Jim!"
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