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“Why bother,” Penny huffed. “We already know it’ll be something crazy. They’ll probably tell us to jump off the building, to just trust them! What’ll you do then, Lennon?” I ignored her and started to work on prying the capsule open. First, I tried to use my practically nonexistent nails, which I was in the habit of biting, then decided to use my teeth to loosen one of the plastic lids on the end. “Let me do it,” Ben said a minute or two later, likely fed up with how long I was taking. “No,” I grunted, still working on the end of the tube. “It was addressed to me and Penny. I want to open it.” Impatiently, Ben authoritatively stomped over and attempted to grab the tube out of my hands. We engaged in an epic struggle, sister to brother, before we both lost our grip. The little tube became airborne and soared into the night sky, plummeting to the ground with a barely audible clink. It took about three seconds for me to register what had happened, and another two for me to realize that it was all Ben’s fault. I had to make him pay. “What the heck did you do that for?” Ben shouted looking at me like it was my fault. “Me?” I shot back. “You were the one who tried to grab it out of my hand! Maybe if you had asked, I would have given it to you.” Ben snorted. “Likely story. I already asked you once, and you just ignored me.” Penny was standing off to the side watching our exchange with mild interest. She gave me a look that suggested I was being an idiot and returned to her

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