Jason and Princess take an unexpected detour: to Spectra!
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[b]Swinging the paddle in the air, he made contact, hitting it across the ping pong table. The ball bounced into the wall and chipped the paint.
"Whatcha doin' Mark?" asked Keyop, drumming in wild, random patterns.
"Force of habit." Mark replied, in frustration. "I keep forgetting that Jason's not here. I'm so used to his being on the other side of the table, that I make shots, before I can stop myself."
"Miss Princess too!" answered Keyop. "Music not same, without her."
"You're telling me!" said Tiny. He had been covering his ears between Spaceburgers all afternoon.
"I just wish Jason and Princess would come home, already!" Mark snapped in frustration, shooting another ball. This one bounced off of the overhead light.
"Where are they?" he continued, as if the white ball weren't continuing to ricochet between the floor and ceiling.
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